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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

A Hymn to Night

By Max Michelson

COME, mysterious night;

Descend and nestle to us.

Descend softly on the houses

We built with pride,

Without worship.

Fold them in your veil,

Spill your shadows.

Come over our stores and factories,

Hide our pride—our shame—

With your nebulous wings.

Come down on our cobbled streets:

Unleash your airy hounds.

Come to the sleepers, night;

Light in them your fires.