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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=499004" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Night. To Lucasta</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Night! loathed jaylor of the lock'd up sun,<br> And tyrant-turnkey on committed day,<br>Bright eyes lye fettered in thy dungeon,<br> And Heaven it self doth thy dark wards obey.<br> Thou dost arise our living hell;<br> With thee grones, terrors, furies dwell;<br> Until LUCASTA doth awake,<br>And with her beams these heavy chaines off shake.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Behold! with opening her almighty lid,<br>Bright eyes break rowling, and with lustre spread,<br> And captive day his chariot mounted is;<br> Night to her proper hell is beat,<br> And screwed to her ebon seat;<br>Till th' Earth with play oppressed lies,<br>And drawes again the curtains of her eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, bondslave, I know neither day nor night;<br> Whether she murth'ring sleep, or saving wake;<br>Now broyl'd ith' zone of her reflected light,<br> Then frose, my isicles, not sinews shake.<br> Smile then, new Nature, your soft blast<br> Doth melt our ice, and fires waste;<br>Whil'st the scorch'd shiv'ring world new born<br>Now feels it all the day one rising morn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Lovelace">Richard Lovelace</a><div class=q>
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 And tyrant-turnkey on committed day,
Bright eyes lye fettered in thy dungeon,
 And Heaven it self doth thy dark wards obey.
 Thou dost arise our living hell;
 With thee grones, terrors, furies dwell;
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