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Poem by Thomas Hood


Midnight


Unfathomable Night! how dost thou sweep
  Over the flooded earth, and darkly hide
  The mighty city under thy full tide;
Making a silent palace for old Sleep,
Like his own temple under the hush'd deep,
  Where all the busy day he doth abide,
  And forth at the late dark, outspreadeth wide

His dusky wings, whence the cold waters sweep!
How peacefully the living millions lie!
  Lull'd unto death beneath his poppy spells;
There is no breath--no living stir--no cry
No tread of foot--no song--no music-call--
  Only the sound of melancholy bells--
The voice of Time--survivor of them all!



Thomas Hood


Thomas Hood's other poems:
  1. To My Daughter on Her Birthday
  2. Sonnet (By ev'ry sweet tradition of true hearts)
  3. Stanzas (Is there a bitter pang for love removed)
  4. Sonnet for the 14th of February
  5. The Two Peacocks of Bedfont


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Henry Vaughan Midnight ("WHEN to my Eyes")
  • Clinton Scollard Midnight ("The world is locked in sleep with perfect night")
  • Harriet Beecher Stowe Midnight ("All dark! - no light, no ray!")

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