“There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; And grief may hide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light.” MayLightJoyNightDarkGriefEveningGuestsCompensationSunny Author:William C. Bryant
“Oh, Constellations of the early night That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have seen Your rays grow dim upon the horizon's edge And sink behind the mountains. I have seen The great Orion, with his jewelled belt, That large-limbed warrior of the skies, go down Into the gloom. Beside him sank a crowd Of shining ones.” MadeNightStarsGrowsBehindsDarknessSkyMountainDiedShiningEdgesCrowdsWarriorGloriousHorizonRaysTwilightBeltsBrighterGloomConstellationsOrion Author:William C. Bryant
“And kind the voice and glad the eyes That welcome my return at night.” KindEyeNightVoiceReturnGladWelcome Author:William C. Bryant
“A melancholy sound is in the air, A deep sigh in the distance, a shrill wail Around my dwelling. 'Tis the Wind of night.” NightSoundAirWindDistanceMelancholySighDwelling Author:William C. Bryant
“So live, that when thy summons comes to join, The innumerable caravan which moves, To that mysterious realm where each shall take, His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged by his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed, By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch, About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.” DreamMovingLyingNightApproachSlaveSilentGravesMysteriousRealmsPleasantHallsChamberWrapsCouchesDungeonsCaravansQuarryPleasant Dreams Author:William C. Bryant
“The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep to-night.” LightNightAirSkyFieldsMoonSummerCalmRidingFloodAugustFull MoonMoon NightHalf Moon Author:William C. Bryant
“Heed not the night; A summer lodge amid the wild is mine, 'Tis shadowed by the tulip-tree, 'Tis mantled by the vine.” NightTreeMinesSummerJuneHeedVinesLodges Author:William C. Bryant
“The sad and solemn night hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires; The glorious host of light walk the dark hemisphere till she retires; All through her silent watches, gliding slow, Her constellations come, and climb the heavens, and go.” LightNightHeavenStarsDarkWalksWatchesFireSilentGloriousClimbsHostRetiringMultitudesCheerfulSolemnConstellationsHemisphereGliding Author:William C. Bryant
