There is an hour at night full of an awesome wonder, When universal silence o`er the whole world lies And when the cosmic chariot rolls, wakening no thunder, Into the sanctuary of the skies. The dark of chaos comes, land, sky and water merging; Sleep Atlas-like treads earth, its weight like lead; The gods with dreams prophetic fire the virgin Soul of the Muse; all else is dead.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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