Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
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Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentany as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.

The charm dissolves apace;
And as the morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness, so their read more

The charm dissolves apace;
And as the morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness, so their rising senses
Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle
Their clearer reason.

Darkness is only driven out with light, not more darkness.

Darkness is only driven out with light, not more darkness.

When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

Truly, it is in darkness that one finds the light, so when we are in sorrow, then this light is read more

Truly, it is in darkness that one finds the light, so when we are in sorrow, then this light is nearest of all to us.

Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking.

Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking.

You can't study the darkness by flooding it with light.

You can't study the darkness by flooding it with light.

The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The Moon, their Mistress, had expired before;
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The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The Moon, their Mistress, had expired before;
The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish'd; darkness had no need
Of aid from them--she was the Universe.

To be a star, you must shine your own light, follow your own path, and don't worry about the darkness, read more

To be a star, you must shine your own light, follow your own path, and don't worry about the darkness, for that is when the stars shine brightest