noon
Midnight ! and is she dreaming of me ? It always seems to me as if at this mysterious hour the earth gave a little tremble , and the dead who sleep in her bosom turned in their heavy slumber as if to mutter a prayer of _ Domine quousque _ ? That distant bell is borne to me very differently from the ` twelve great shocks of shameless noon . ' Hark ! did not a door shut in one of the further vaults ? Strange , if I did n't _ know _ that I was perfectly alone here I should believe that I heard footsteps .