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The Night Has a Thousand Eyes 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. Poet: Francis William Bourdillon	Meeting at Night 1 The gray sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.... Poet: Robert Browning	Birds in the night Vous n’avez pas eu toute patience, Cela se comprend par malheur, de reste ; Vous êtes si jeune ! Et l’insouciance, C’est le lot amer de l’âge céleste ! Vous n’avez pas eu toute la douceur, Cela par malheur d’ailleurs se comprend ; Vous êtes si jeune, ô ma... Poet: Paul Verlaine	Hymn to the Night I heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls! I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o’er me from above; The calm, majestic... Poet: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Night and Day The innocent, sweet Day is dead. Dark Night hath slain her in her bed. O’ Moors are as fierce to kill as to wed! —Put out the light, said he. A sweeter light than ever rayed From star of heaven or eye of maid Has vanished in the unknown Shade.... Poet: Sidney Lanier	Good Night and Good Morning A Fair little girl sat under a tree Sewing as long as her eyes could see; Then smoothed her work and folded it right, And said, “Dear work, good night, good night!” Such a number of rooks came over her head, Crying, “Caw, caw!” on their way to bed,... Poet: Richard Monckton Milnes, Lord Houghton	Meeting at Night The Gray sea, and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startling little waves, that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed in the slushy sand. Then a... Poet: Robert Browning	To Night Swiftly walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear Which make thee terrible and dear,— Swift be thy flight! Wrap... Poet: Percy Bysshe Shelley
Night From “Queen Mab” HOW beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening’s ear Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this moveless scene. Heaven’s ebon vault, Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through... Poet: Percy Bysshe Shelley	Hymn to the Night [Greek] I Heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls! I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o’er me from above; The calm... Poet: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow