twelve o'clock
I began sometimes to pray : very brief prayers they were , but very sincere . `` Some days since : nay , I can number them -- four ; it was last Monday night , a singular mood came over me : one in which grief replaced frenzy -- sorrow , sullenness . I had long had the impression that since I could nowhere find you , you must be dead . Late that night -- perhaps it might be between eleven and twelve o'clock -- ere I retired to my dreary rest , I supplicated God , that , if it seemed good to Him , I might soon be taken from this life , and admitted to that world to come , where there was still hope of rejoining Jane . `` I was in my own room , and sitting by the window , which was open : it soothed me to feel the balmy night-air ; though I could see no stars and only by a vague , luminous haze , knew the presence of a moon . I longed for thee , Janet ! Oh , I longed for thee both with soul and flesh !