O doubts, dull passions, and base fears, <br />That harassed and oppressed the day, <br />Ye poor remorses and vain tears, <br />That shook this house of clay: <br /> <br />All heaven to the western bars <br />Is glittering with the darker dawn; <br />Here with the earth, the night, the stars, <br />Ye have no place: begone!<br /><br />Archibald Lampman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/with-the-night/
