When midnight's done, and the day won't start,And all I ever gave you was a broken heart,It's hard to admit but it's easy to tellThat evil is alive and well.
Calmer than midnight's deepest bushIs the sun-bright Summer nooning,With its cloudy shadows seeking rest,That fall on the hillside swooning.Great Night with its solemn starry eyes,Over Day's gate asks us whither We go,what our password is,To the camp beyond the river. ...ethel lynn beers
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade. And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight's all a-glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet's wings.
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