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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=339774" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Midnight</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The night is clear and still. The moon rides high.<br>The green leaves whisper where the soft winds blow.<br>Above, the stars shine in a sapphire sky —<br>The city sleeps below.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sleeps? Nay. The million- fibred heart is wrung<br>With wild desire and ceaseless pain and fear.<br>Could its dumb anguish find a fitting tongue,<br>The very dead would hear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">3.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Under these quiet roofs, this silvery haze,<br>How many a captive spirit wakes and weeps!<br>How many a sorrow, hid from human gaze,<br>Each shadowy dwelling keeps!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">4.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The struggling men, the lonely maids unwed,<br>The desolate mothers and the martyred wives,<br>The starving little ones that cry for bread,<br>Still live their suffering lives.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">5.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though moon shines fair and winds are breathing low —<br>Though the great dream-like city lies in light —<br>The smoke of all that seething human woe<br>Darkens my mind to- night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">6.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brothers, for whom the world can find no place —<br>Brothers and sisters, born to want and wrong —<br>Born weak and maimed, to run a hopeless race<br>Against the hale and strong —</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">7.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How can I rest while they are racked with pain?<br>While they toil on with toil that cannot cease?<br>While hungry children wail for bread in vain,<br>How can I sleep in peace?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">8.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, hapless fate! To hope, to fail, to spend,<br>From chilling dawn till midnight shadows fall;<br>Perchance to gain no haven at the end —<br>No new world — after all!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">9.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When poor, brief hopes and joys have passed away —<br>When the long toil is done and pain is past —<br>To reach the limit of life's little day,<br>And find naught else, at last</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">10.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When strength is spent, when soul and spirit sink —<br>With helpless hands outstretched and nerveless brain —<br>To stand alone upon that dreadful brink<br>And cry for light in vain!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">11.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poor mortal wanderers in immortal realms,<br>For whom no staff avails, no beacons shine!<br>My kindred soul their burden overwhelms —</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My brothers' woes are mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">12.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For me the night has come — the day is done —<br>A wall of darkness hides both sea and shore;<br>My little lamps have failed me, one by one —<br>I grope and crawl no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">13.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where am I? — oh, where am I? I can feel —<br>To feel my pain — but neither hear nor see;<br>My heart is faint, my brain begins to reel —<br>O God, speak Thou to me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">14.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Help me! Or, in Thy pity, take me hence<br>While feeling heart and thinking brain are whole —<br>Or give me any rag of carnal sense<br>To wrap my naked soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">15.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some common cloak of vulgar hopes and fears,<br>Some earth- spun veil, that shall be warm and stout<br>To keep this infinite Silence from mine ears —<br>To shut this Darkness out!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">16.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mocking moon shines on. The flowers are sweet.<br>The night is still. The winds are breathing balm.<br>The silver city clustered at my feet<br>Seems bathed in light and calm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">17.<br>But I? — I choke in this grief- laden air.<br>I turn and weep — I close my window now.<br>One voice breaks forth from my profound despair —<br>Beloved, where art thou?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">18.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sleeps. She stirs. She hears the lightest fall<br>Of my hushed footsteps on her chamber floor.<br>Her spirit answers to my spirit's call,<br>And I take heart once more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">19.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She draws me down upon that faithful breast;<br>I clasp her close — those sweetest lips I kiss —<br>And soul and body, in her arms at rest,<br>Swim in deep seas of bliss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">20.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She makes me strong with stronger Fate to cope —<br>Fresh fire to mine her beating pulses give.<br>O my true mate, in thee alone I hope!<br>In thee alone I live!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">21.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O love, till blood is cold and brain is dust,<br>I can fight on — if thou wilt fight with me —<br>If I can shelter in thy truth and trust,<br>And bear life's woes with thee!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ada+Cambridge">Ada Cambridge</a><div class=q>
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The night is clear and still. The moon rides high.
The green leaves whisper where the soft winds blow.
Above, the stars shine in a sapphire sky —
The city sleeps below.



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Sleeps? Nay. The million- fibred heart is wrung
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