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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.
The Library of the World’s Best Literature. An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Night

By Alcman (Seventh Century B.C.)

Translation of William Mure

OVER the drowsy earth still night prevails;

Calm sleep the mountain tops and shady vales,

The rugged cliffs and hollow glens;

The cattle on the hill. Deep in the sea,

The countless finny race and monster brood

Tranquil repose. Even the busy bee

Forgets her daily toil. The silent wood

No more with noisy hum of insect rings;

And all the feathered tribes, by gentle sleep subdued,

Roost in the glade, and hang their drooping wings.