noon
What was the thought ? Look into the face of your child as it kneels to pray at close of day ! Look into the face of any good and true man when he is lifted above the things of to-day , and sees the beauty and the mystery , and hears the eternal voices sounding ! '' ` Morning , evening , noon and night , Praise God ! ' sang Theocrite . '' The evening had been peaceful , all beauty and silence ; but not so the night for the boy John . Something was the matter ; he could not sleep .