|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
| Is there not|
A tongue in every star that talks with man,
And wooes him to be wise? nor wooes in vain;
This dead of midnight is the noon of thought,
And wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars.
Anna Letitia BarbauldA Summer Evenings Meditation. L. 48.
|That hour o nights black arch the keystane.|
BurnsTam o Shanter.
| It was evening here,|
But upon earth the very noon of night.
DantePurgatorio. Canto XV. L. 5.
|I stood on the bridge at midnight,|
As the clocks were striking the hour,
And the moon rose over the city,
Behind the dark church tower.
|Midnight! the outpost of advancing day!|
The frontier town and citadel of night!
LongfellowTwo Rivers. Pt. I.
|O wild and wondrous midnight,|
There is a might in thee
To make the charmed body
Almost like spirit be,
And give it some faint glimpses
|Tis midnight now. The bent and broken moon,|
Batterd and black, as from a thousand battles,
Hangs silent on the purple walls of Heaven.
Joaquin MillerIna. Sc. 2.
|Soon as midnight brought on the dusky hour|
Friendliest to sleep and silence.
MiltonParadise Lost. Bk. V. L. 667.
|The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve;|
Lovers, to bed; tis almost fairy time.
Midsummer Nights Dream. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 370.
| Midnight, yet not a nose|
From Tower Hill to Piccadilly snored!
Horace and James SmithRejected Addresses. The Rebuilding. (Imitation of Southey.)
| Midnight, and yet no eye|
Through all the Imperial City closed in sleep.
SoutheyCurse of Kehama. Pt. I. 1.