I have been one acquainted with the night. <br />I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain. <br />I have outwalked the furthest city light. <br />I have looked down the saddest city lane. <br />I have passed by the watchman on his beat <br />And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. <br /> <br />I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet <br />When far away an interrupted cry <br />Came over houses from another street, <br /> <br />But not to call me back or say good-bye; <br />And further still at an unearthly height, <br />O luminary clock against the sky <br /> <br />Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. <br />I have been one acquainted with the night.<br /><br />Robert Lee Frost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/acquainted-with-the-night-2/
