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

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

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.

Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking.

Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking.

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.

The depth of darkness to which you can descend and still live is an exact measure of the height to read more

The depth of darkness to which you can descend and still live is an exact measure of the height to which you can aspire to reach.

Some knowledge and some song and some beauty must be kept for those days before the world again plunges into read more

Some knowledge and some song and some beauty must be kept for those days before the world again plunges into darkness.

And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men.

And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men.

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.

And out of darkness came the hands
That reach thro' nature, moulding men.

And out of darkness came the hands
That reach thro' nature, moulding men.