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.

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.

A decision made at night may be changed in the morning.

A decision made at night may be changed in the morning.

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

Don't sleep too much. If you sleep 3 hours less each night for a year, you will have an extra read more

Don't sleep too much. If you sleep 3 hours less each night for a year, you will have an extra month and a half to succeed in.

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

The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind,
And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind:
read more

The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind,
And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind:
There all in sweet confusion sought the shade,
And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.

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.

I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the
night cometh, when no read more

I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the
night cometh, when no man can work.