Darkest nights The day enough of light Gloom and honor through my mind Hold your standards down thy sable wing, Leave the weary war to the sunshine. Bright is the morning that the heart divine! Back by the day, the ready muse shall shine Into the glow of morning's rosy glow. Next to the heavens, I held it some delight To see with me the prospect of the night. Across the sunrise, I heard the paradise, Under the sun and mine of the sunshine, Kept me ever in the glow of yesterday.