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.
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Night comes, world-jewelled, . . .
The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage
War with read more
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.
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.
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.
Night brings our troubles to the light, rather than banishes them.
Night brings our troubles to the light, rather than banishes them.
There's no night without stars.
There's no night without stars.
The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.
The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.
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 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.
