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The Night Land(Annotated) Science Fiction

by William Hope Hodgson on 2018-07-31

Furthermore, I can't contact her face And I can't contact her hair, And I bow to exhaust shadows—Just recollections of her elegance; And her voice sings in the breezes And in the wails of first light And among the blooms during the evening And from the creeks at dawn And from

the ocean at dusk, And I reply with vain reasons for living … "

It was the Joy of the Sunset that passed on us to talk. I was gone a long way from my home, walking ruined wise, and ending much of the time that I see the storing upward of the Battlements of Evening, and to feel the dear and odd get-together of the Nightfall come over all the world about me.