The beauty of the night is what man might not see—
But to one who looks closely, it portrays royalty.
Throughout the Earth, in abstract ways,
Though subtle, though hidden, its wonder it conveys:
With a scattered sounding forest or an open plain
And the cry of the wolf to let out inner pain,
Through the nocturnal creatures which we only hear
Or those great bright eyes that make all appear.

Furthermore, the dark sky can be misunderstood,
For the moon and the stars do what the sun never could:
Fitting light with darkness gives gorgeous glamour,
Filling a night’s image without any failure.
So quite clear, it is such a beautiful sight—
Unnoticed, but we should see, the beauty of the night.