Our share of night to bear,
Our share of morning,
Our blank in bliss to fill,
Our blank in scorning.
From Our share of night to bear, Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)
Our share of night to bear,
Our share of morning,
Our blank in bliss to fill,
Our blank in scorning.
From Our share of night to bear, Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)
Dying! Dying in the night!
Won’t somebody bring the light
So I can see which way to go
Into the everlasting snow?
From Dying! Dying in the night!, Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)
In the evening the city
Goes to bed
Hanging lights
Above its head.
I love you.
Come,
Let us roam the night together
Singing.
Langston Hughes (1902 – 1967), excerpt from Harlem Night Song in Selected Poems
The night will never stay,
The night will still go by,
Though with a million stars
You pin it to the sky.
From The Night Will Never Stay by Eleanor Farjeon (1881 – 1965)