Life is real! Life is earnest! And death is not its goal. Dust thou ar >>
Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of it, old age is still old age >>
A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembl >>
Night brings our troubles to the light, rather than banishes them. >>
Shadow owes its birth to light. >>
Night's deepest gloom is but a calm; that soothes the weary mind: The >>
And the night shall be filled with music, and the cares, that infest the day, shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, and as silently steal away.