<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Night-Bound.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Comes the night that brings me rest,<br>Comes the dark that folds me in<br>This of all my nights the best,<br>Nights of virtue, nights of sin.<br>I can hear a water moan,<br>And it seems no mortal tide,<br>But my own grey life that's gone<br>With the darkness to abide.<br>Ah! beyond the veil I pierce —<br>See my pain and pleasure done<br>In a mouldering universe<br>Without stars and without sun!<br>Through my warm red veins the chill<br>Of Death's coming seems to creep,<br>Till the world grows ghasty still<br>To me in my lonely sleep<br>So I cease: this night is mine;<br>Other nights for other things!<br>Comes the gloom that is divine<br>With the peace for me it brings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Crawford">Robert Crawford</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=506664" data-title="Night-Bound. de Robert Crawford" data-description="Comes the night that brings me rest, Comes the dark that folds me in This of all my nights the best, Nights of virtue, nights of sin. I can hear a water moan, And it seems no mortal tide, But my own grey life that's gone With the darkness to abide..."></div> </div> </div>

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