Winer poetry: A Winter Dawn by Lucy Maud Montgomery

    Painter           Mark Keathley

A Winter Dawn
by Lucy Maud Montgomery

Above the marge of night a star still shines,
And on the frosty hills the sombre pines
Harbor an eerie wind that crooneth low
Over the glimmering wastes of virgin snow.

Through the pale arch of orient the morn
Comes in a milk-white splendor newly-born,
A sword of crimson cuts in twain the gray
Banners of shadow hosts, and lo, the day!

Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874 - 1942) was a Canadian author.
marge  (margin) -  bound, boundary

sombre  - dark in colour, especially grey or black

eerie - strange and mysterious, and sometimes frightening

crooneth - to sing in a slow soft voice

orient -  rising

splendor (Am) splendour (BR) -  the impressive beauty of something 

crimson - dark purple-red in colour