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The man who has seen the rising moon break out of the clouds at midnight has been present like an read more
The man who has seen the rising moon break out of the clouds at midnight has been present like an archangel at the creation of light and of the world
Night is a stealthy, evil Raven,
Wrapt to the eyes in his black wings.
Night is a stealthy, evil Raven,
Wrapt to the eyes in his black wings.
A man can do only what a man can do. But if he does that each day he can sleep read more
A man can do only what a man can do. But if he does that each day he can sleep at night and do it again the next day.
And the night shall be filled with music
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold read more
And the night shall be filled with music
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away.
The night is bright, with a starlit sky, I sit and think, as time passes by. Oh starry night, with read more
The night is bright, with a starlit sky, I sit and think, as time passes by. Oh starry night, with a moonlit sky, take me away, and tell me why. Give me a reason, for love's end, give me a reason, for why I lost a friend. I sit and think, all night l
Think of your own faults the first part of the night when you are awake, and the faults of others read more
Think of your own faults the first part of the night when you are awake, and the faults of others the latter part of the night when you are asleep
O radiant Dark! O darkly fostered ray!
Thou hast a joy too deep for shallow Day.
O radiant Dark! O darkly fostered ray!
Thou hast a joy too deep for shallow Day.
Night time is really the best time to work. All the ideas are there to be yours because everyone else read more
Night time is really the best time to work. All the ideas are there to be yours because everyone else is asleep.
A late lark twitters from the quiet skies:
And from the west,
Where the sun, his day's read more
A late lark twitters from the quiet skies:
And from the west,
Where the sun, his day's work ended,
Lingers as in content,
There falls on the old, gray city
An influence luminous and serene,
A shining peace.