Here you will find the Poem Daybreak In The Desert of poet Ernest Favenc
No cheerful note of bird in leafy bower, No glistening water dancing in the light, No dewdrop trembling on some modest flower, No early cock to crow farewell to-night. Only a greater stillness in the air, Save for hot sighs of desert-heated breath, Only the stars, ceasing their sleepless stare, Only the east, rose-flushing, fresh from death. All the wide plain, hid ?neath the waning round Of a tired moon, grew dimly into view; With a dull haze hung on its furthest bound, Then sprang the sun into the steely blue.
