AQUAINTED WITH THE NIGHT

I have been once acquainted with night.

I have been walked out in rain__and back in rain.

I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the sadest city lane.

I have passed by the watchman on his beat

And dropped my eyes, unwilling to expalin.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet

When far way an interrupted cry

Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;

And further still at 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.

date: :arrow: 1928

Robert Frost (1874_1963), an American poet