When it draws near to witching time of night.

When it draws near to witching time of night.

Most glorious night!
Thou wert not sent for slumber!

Most glorious night!
Thou wert not sent for slumber!

Night's black Mantle covers all alike.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,

Night's black Mantle covers all alike.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,

The smoke ascends
In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires
Shine and are changed. In the valley
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The smoke ascends
In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires
Shine and are changed. In the valley
Shadows rise. The lark sings on. The sun
Closing his benediction,
Sinks, and the darkening air
Thrills with the sense of the triumphing night,--
Night with train of stars
And her great gift of sleep.

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.

Night comes, world-jewelled, . . .
The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage
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Night comes, world-jewelled, . . .
The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage
War with the lines of Darkness; and the moon,
Pale ghost of Night, comes haunting the cold earth
After the sun's red sea-death--quietless.

'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?

Night brings our troubles to the light, rather than banishes them.

Night brings our troubles to the light, rather than banishes them.

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.