Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Hung Be the Heavens With Judicial Black
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air.
The winds were withered in the stagnant air, And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need Of aid from them. She was the universe.
Byron
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