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I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have
walked out in rain —
and back
in rain
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
and
dropped my eyes,
unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses
from another street
But not to call me back
or say good-bye
and further still (...)
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was
neither wrong nor right
I have been one acquainted with the night.