midnight
I remembered two lines of it -- a nature description ; they were not great lines , but there flashed over me to-day an application of them that was a stroke of genius , I believe . I was passing the Stock Exchange . It was a very busy day . I climbed one of the pillars , in spirit , and wrote high above the portals : Where savage beasts through forest midnight roam , Seeking in sorrow for each other 's joy . * * * * * May 5th . A dreadful thing is unbelief ! A dreadful thing it is to be an infidel !