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Dark the Night, with breath all flowers,
And tender broken voice that fills
With ravishment the listening read more
Dark the Night, with breath all flowers,
And tender broken voice that fills
With ravishment the listening hours,--
Whisperings, wooings,
Liquid ripples, and soft ring-dove cooings
In low-toned rhythm that love's aching stills!
Dark the night
Yet is she bright,
For in her dark she brings the mystic star,
Trembling yet strong, as is the voice of love,
From some unknown afar.
Night's black Mantle covers all alike.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,
Night's black Mantle covers all alike.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,
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.
Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in.
Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in.
For the night
Shows stars and women in a better light.
For the night
Shows stars and women in a better light.
Las Vegas looks the way you'd imagine heaven must look at night.
Las Vegas looks the way you'd imagine heaven must look at night.
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.
There's no night without stars.
There's no night without stars.
For there is no day however beautiful that is not followed by
night.
[Fr., Car il n'est si read more
For there is no day however beautiful that is not followed by
night.
[Fr., Car il n'est si beau jour qui n'amene sa nuit.]