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FOUR BY THE CLOCK.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

"NAHANT, September 8, 1880,

Four o'clock in the morning."

 

Four by the clock! and yet not day;

But the great world rolls and wheels away,

With its cities on land, and its ships at sea,

Into the dawn that is to be!

 

Only the lamp in the anchored bark

Sends its glimmer across the dark,

And the heavy breathing of the sea

Is the only sound that comes to me.