Quotes from John Banister Tabb

Out of the dusk a shadow,Then a spark;Out of the clouds a silence,Then a lark;Out of the heart a rapture,Then a pain;Out of the dead, cold ashes,Life again.

Before a clock was in the tower, Or e'er a watch was worn; I knew of night the passing hour, And prophesied the morn; To man of every age and clime, The oldest chronicler of time.