Latter-Day Pamphlets

Carlyle, Thomas, 1795-1881

But as yet struggles the twelfth hour of the Night.
Birds of darkness are on the wing; spectres uproar;
the dead walk; the living dream.
Thou, Eternal Providence, wilt make the Day dawn!
<TB><TB>—JEAN PAUL.

Then said his Lordship, "Well. God mend all!"
—"Nay, by God, Donald, we must help him to mend it!" said the other.
<TB><TB>—RUSHWORTH ().