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I have been one acquainted with the night.
Ihave walked out in rain- and back in rain.
I have out walked the futhest city light.

I have looked down the saddist city lane.
I have pased the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyesunwilling 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 an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right,
I have been one acquainted with the night.