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Midnight.

By Thomas Hood

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Unfathomable Night! how dost thou sweep     Over the flooded earth, and darkly hide     The mighty city under thy full tide;     Making a silent palace for old Sleep,     Like his own temple under the hush'd deep,     Where all the busy day he doth abide,     And forth at the late dark, outspreadeth wide     His dusky wings, whence the cold waters sweep!     How peacefully the living millions lie!     Lull'd unto death beneath his poppy spells;     There is no breath - no living stir - no cry     No tread of foot - no song - no music-call -     Only the sound of melancholy bells -     The voice of Time - survivor of them all!

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About Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood (1799–1845) was an English poet and humorist whose social protest poems "The Song of the Shirt" and "The Bridge of Sighs" drew attention to the plight of the poor. He was also a master of comic verse and wordplay.

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