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Dew is the fairy of the morning, whispering to every leaf and blade that the night has been kind.

—John Ruskin

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The morning dew is a sermon of peace, a quiet benediction upon the grass.

—Rabindranath Tagore

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The dew of compassion
is a tear.

—George Gordon, Lord Byron

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The days are short,
the sun a spark hung thin
between the dark and dark;
the morning comes
with silent dew.

—Ralph Waldo Emerson

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this world of dew
is yes, a world of dew
and yet...

—Issa Kobayashi

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Poem: The Dew Upon

Poem: On a Drop of Dew

Poem: The Dew and the Bird

Poem: The Truth about the Dew

Poem: This Dew, These Eyes

Poem: Nomad Exquisite

Poem: The Tuft of Flowers

Poem: Only a Word

Poem: Gethsemane

Poem: Fog

Poem: Youth

Poem: Dawn

Poem: Poem

Dew forming on spider web

Dew point

Dew

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