I think of thee! when early Morn gleameth,
Night that no Morn shall break,
Billy. Sorry, Morn, but you just gotta come!
And the Morn as it breathes.
And all that the Morn shall greet forlorn,
From the Morn to the evening he strays;
Because I owned your Morn.
You jerk! I'm telling Morn!
I can't and won't this Morn.
I shall not return until the Morn.
Morn, why can't you find another way?
Morn, you're gonna be trapped out there.
We'll back to the plantation in the Morn.
Likely you should have left this Morn then.
and He brought forth the Morn thereof.
Okay. I'm gonna let your Morn know you're awake.
Remember the name of thy Lord at Morn and evening.
So do we with our life; night comes and Morn;
Yeah, I got to let my Morn know I'm okay.
The ebony fighter awakens dappled with the dewy beads of Morn.
Morn, you really have to choose here between science and belief.