Both read the Bible day and night, but thou read black where I read white.
Both read the Bible day and night, but thou read black where I read white.
Nature in darkness groans and men are bound to sullen contemplation in the night restless they turn on beds of sorrow in their inmost brain feeling the crushing wheels, they rise, they write the bitter words of stern philosophy and knead the bread of knowledge with tears and groans.
Sleep, sleep, beauty bright, Dreaming in the joys of night Sleep, sleep in thy sleep Little sorrows sit and weep.
O Rose, thou art sick The invisible worm, That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
The Moon like a flower In heaven's high bower, With silent delight, Sits and smiles on the night.
Tiger Tiger burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry
Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
Some are born to sweet delight. Some are born to endless night.
Seek Love in the pity of others' woe,In the gentle relief of another's care,In the darkness of night and the winter's snow,In the naked and outcast, seek Love there
I thought Love lived in the hot sunshine,But O, he lives in the moony lightI thought to find Love in the heat of day,But sweet Love is the comforter of night.
Like a fiend in a cloud, With howling woe After night I do crowd And with night will go I turn my back to the east, From whence comforts have increased For light cloth seize my brain With frantic pain.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories