NIGHT POEM The sun descending in the west, The evening star does shine; The birds are silent in their nest, And i must seek, for mine. The moon, like a flower, In heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.. -- William blake ##Night poem## ## William blake ( born nov 28,1957) An english poet,painter,England's greatest poets. He combined a lofty mysticism, imagination and vision with an uncompromising awareness of the harsh relatives of life##
