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I.
MIDNIGHT.
"He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been long dead."
ALL dark!--no light, no ray! Sun, moon, and stars, all gone! Dimness of anguish!--utter void!-- Crushed, and alone! |
One waste of weary pain. One dull, unmeaning ache, A heart too weary even to throb, Too bruised to break. |
No longer anxious thoughts, No longer hopes and fears, No strife, no effort, no desire, No tears. |
Daylight and leaves and flowers, Summer and song of bird!-- All vanished!--dreams forever gone, Unseen, unheard! |
Love, beauty, youth,--all gone! The high, heroic vow, The buoyant hope, the fond desire,-- All ashes now! |
The words they speak to me Far off and distant seem, As voices we have known and loved Speak in a dream. |
They bid me to submit; I do,--I cannot strive; I do not question,--I endure, Endure and live. |
I do not struggle more, Nor pray, for prayer is vain; I but lie still the weary hour, And bear my pain. |
A guiding God, a Friend, A Father's gracious cheer. Once seemed my own; but now even faith Lies buried here. |
This darkened, deathly life Is all remains of me, And but one conscious wish.-- To cease to be! |
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