midnight
Also I loved a woman , by whom I was beloved and whom I hoped to make my wife . And now what am I ? My trade is gone , for how can a maimed man lead in war , or even do the meanest service of the camp ? The rest of my days , should any be granted to me , must be spent in darkness blacker than that of midnight . I must live on charity . When the little store I have is spent , for I have taken no bribe and heaped up no riches , how can I earn a living ? The woman whom I love has been carried away , after this Empress tried thrice to murder her .