Thy light alone like mist o'er mountains driven, Or music by the night-wind sent Through strings of some still instrument, Or moonlight on a midnight stream, Gives grace and truth to life's unquiet dream.
When the night-wind bewaileth the fall of the year,And sweeps from the forest the leaves that are sere;I wake from my slumber and list to the roarAnd it saith to my spirit, "No more, never more!"epes sargent
The sea of faith Was once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.Matthew Arnold
The night-wind blew cold on my desolate heart But colder those wild words of doom, “Ye must part.”
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