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Most glorious night!
Thou wert not sent for slumber!
Most glorious night!
Thou wert not sent for slumber!
Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light,
And drew behind the cloudy vale of night.
Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light,
And drew behind the cloudy vale of night.
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.
The stars are forth, the moon above the tops
Of the snow-shining mountains--Beautiful!
I linger yet with read more
The stars are forth, the moon above the tops
Of the snow-shining mountains--Beautiful!
I linger yet with Nature, for the night
Hath been to me a more familiar face
Than that of man; and in her starry shade
Of dim and solitary loveliness
I learn'd the language of another world.
In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep
falleth on men.
In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep
falleth on men.
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright read more
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one:
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
Most people do not consider dawn to be an attractive experience - unless they are still up.
Most people do not consider dawn to be an attractive experience - unless they are still up.
'Tis the witching hour of night,
Orbed is the moon and bright,
And the stars they glisten, read more
'Tis the witching hour of night,
Orbed is the moon and bright,
And the stars they glisten, glisten,
Seeming with bright eyes to listen-
For what listen they?
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.