These blessed candles of the night.
The city’s more beautiful at night, you know: the people of the night always tell the truth.
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse, whiles night’s black agents to their preys do rouse.
Now it is the time of night that the graves, all gaping wide, every one lets forth his sprite, in the church-way paths to glide.
It often seems to me that the night is much more alive and richly coloured than the day.[Souvent il me semble que la nuit est bien plus vivante et richement colorée que le jour.]
It is said that the night brings counsel, but it is not said that the counsel is necessarily good.[On dit que la nuit porte conseil, mais on ne dit pas que ce conseil soit toujours le bon.]
It is a lovely night, and they are much to be pitied who have not been taught to feel, in some degree, as you do; who have not, at least, been given a taste for Nature in early life. They lose a great deal.
If Love be blind, it best agrees with night.
I got lost in the night, without the light of your eyelids, and when the night surrounded me I was born again: I was the owner of my own darkness.[Yo me perdí de noche sin luz bajo tus párpados y cuando me envolvió la claridad nací de nuevo, dueño de mi propia tiniebla.]
For night’s swift dragons cut the clouds full fast, and yonder shines Aurora’s harbinger; at whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there, troop home to churchyards.
A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.
Whatever gets you through the night it’s alright, it’s alright.
