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THE IMPEACHMENT OF NIGHT, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: What time bright phoebus doth not stretch and bend
Last Line: That one poor firefly can her might appal.
Alternate Author Name(s): Michel Angelo
Subject(s): Night; Bedtime


What time bright Phoebus doth not stretch and bend
his shining arms around this terrene sphere,
the people call that season dark and drear
night, for the cause they do not comprehend.

So weak is Night that if our hand extend
a glimmering torch, her shadows disappear,
leaving her dead; like frailest gossamere,
tinder and steel her mantle rive and rend.

Nay, if this Night be anything at all,
sure she is daughter of the sun and earth;
this holds, the other spreads that shadowy pall.

Howbeit they err who praise this gloomy birth,
so frail and desolate and void of mirth
that one poor firefly can her might appal.





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