“Come, blessed Darkness, come and bring thy balm
For eyes grown weary of the garish day!
Come with thy soft, slow steps, thy garments gray,
Thy veiling shadows, bearing in thy palm
The poppy-seeds of slumber, deep and calm.”

—  Julia Caroline Dorr

Darkness, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

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