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Alfred Noyes

Beauty in Darkness

Beauty in darkness,


Sleeps like the secret

Heart of the night.

Night may be boundless,

Formless as death,

Here the white-breated one

Still draws breath.

Music that vanished

At eve, on the air,

Silently slumbers

Till day-break here.

Here, at the heart

Of the universe, glows

Exquisite, absolute,

Love's deep rose.