Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky.
The dew shall weep thy fall tonight;
For thou must die. [ Herbert ]

So many ghosts, and forms of fright,
Have started from their graves tonight.
They have driven sleep from mine eyes away;
I will go down to the chapel and pray. [ Longfellow ]

Backward, turn backward, O Time In your flight!
Make me a child again, just for tonight! [ Elizabeth Akers Allen ]

Thy soul's flight, If it find heaven, must find it out tonight. [ William Shakespeare ]

And whatsoever else shall hap tonight. Give it an understanding, but no tongue. [ William Shakespeare ]