I am Night: I bring again
Hope of pleasure, rest from pain:
Thoughts unsaid 'twixt Life and Death
My fruitful silence quickeneth.
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Quotes of the Day
The fact is that love is of two kinds, one which commands, and one which obeys. The two are quite distinct, and the passion to which the one gives rise is not the passion of the other.
by Herman Melville
THE TIDINGS RECEIVED IN THE NORTHERN METROPOLIS
What mean these peals from every tower,
And crowds like seas that sway?
The cannon reply; they speak the heart