<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409856" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Voices Of The Night : Hymn To The Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Aspasie, trillistos.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I heard the trailing garments of the Night <br>Sweep through her marble halls! <br>I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light <br>From the celestial walls! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I felt her presence, by its spell of might, <br>Stoop o'er me from above; <br>The calm, majestic presence of the Night, <br>As of the one I love. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight, <br>The manifold, soft chimes, <br>That fill the haunted chambers of the Night, <br>Like some old poet's rhymes. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the cool cisterns of the midnight air <br>My spirit drank repose; <br>The fountain of perpetual peace flows there, - <br>From those deep cisterns flows. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O holy Night! from thee I learn to bear <br>What man has borne before! <br>Thou layest thy finger on the lips of Care, <br>And they complain no more. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Peace! Peace! Orestes-like I breathe this prayer! <br>Descend with broad-winged flight, <br>The welcome, the thrice-prayed for, the most fair, <br>The best-beloved Night!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409856" data-title="Voices Of The Night : Hymn To The Night de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow" data-description="Aspasie, trillistos. I heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls! I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o'er me from above; T..."></div> </div> </div>

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