A Doric Daybreak

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The slightest sign of fright fills up his eyes

As briefly diamond flashes glint, white, glint.

The fear is one you used to know, surprise

At mixture of an evil with love’s hint,

But fear long dulled by decades of your age.

To him the cause is hidden since he had

Not known it.  White heart in him can not gauge

The beauty or its threat.  The blended bad

And loveliness confuse him in the bed

That he is lying on the way a mind

Awakening forces shaking of the head

To cleanse away some ills yet undefined.

  His innocence is whiter than those gems

    But filled with what a doomed bright star condemns.