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'O World, O Life, O Time. O these last steps on which I climb. ' SHELLEY.
For those who do not sleep, life has two sides -- the side of night as well as day -- and the heaviest hour of the day or night is the hour before the dawn, when the night-lamp totters and dies, and the ashen light of another day falls like despair on the familiar articles of furniture, the chairs, the table, the wardrobe, which have been up all night like ourselves, taking the imprint of our exhaustion through the interminable hours, and which look older and more haggard than ever in the changed light which brings nor change nor rest.