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Oh, tranquil night, what spirit keeps thee still?
Do whispering breezes taunt thy loneliness?
Or art thou, too, numb, suffering keen distress, / For want of one warm kiss to break the chill / Of patience, which pervades your watch sublime?
The stars are cold, mute company for thee, / And cheerless is the ever-moaning sea -- / Long is the keep; a dreary watchman, Time.
Some soul is with you breathing out a balm, / A solace I know not tonight. What heed / Is taken of our tears which drench the sod?
Still there must be with thee a spirit calm, / Else would endurance break for aching need -- / Such loneliness could not be braved by God!