O little town of Bethlehem,How still we see thee lie!Above thy deep and dreamless sleepThe silent stars go by;Yet in thy dark streets shinethThe everlasting Light;The hopes and fears of all the yearsAre met in thee to-night.
"Go to hell," Covenant mumbled. "Don’t you ever sleep?""The Bloodguard do not sleep.""What?""No Bloodguard has slept since the Haruchai swore their Vow."With an effort, Covenant pulled himself into a sitting position. He peered blearily at Bannor for a moment, then muttered, "You’re already in hell."stephen r. donaldson
Night is the time to weep,To wet with unseen tearsThose graves of memory where sleepThe joys of other years.james montgomery