!["Knowing the Night" by Robert Frost (read by Tom O'Bedlam)](https://ytimg.googleusercontent.com/vi/43eoys_QOyU/hqdefault.jpg)
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/"Salthouse Docks, Liverpool/" and /"Night-time/" were both Victorian paintings by John Atkinson Grimshaw. I've edited the last one slightly to fit the format – here's the original:
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I have known the night.
I went out in the rain – and came back in the rain.
I passed the farthest city lights.
I looked at the saddest track in town.
I walked past the goalkeeper at his pace
And I looked down, not wanting to explain.
I stood still and stopped the sound of footsteps
When in the distance an interrupted cry
I arrived at houses on another street,
But not to call me back or say goodbye;
And further still, to a supernatural height,
O bright clock against the sky
He proclaimed that the time was neither bad nor good.
I have known the night.
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