For works with similar titles, see Night.

NIGHT

Silence, and whirling worlds afar
   Through all encircling skies.
What floods come o'er the spirit's bar,
   What wondrous thoughts arise.

The earth, a mantle falls away,
   And, winged, we leave the sod;
Where shines in its eternal sway
   The majesty of God.

This work was published before January 1, 1925, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.