I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat and dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet when far away an interrupted cry came over houses from another street. But not to call me back or say good-bye; and further still at an unearthly height, one luminary clock against the sky proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night.
—from Acquainted with the Night, a book by Robert Frost
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| Default (English) | 3,348 | 87.43 | September 2, 2019 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 3 | 101.07 | June 26, 2021 |
| All TypeRacer Texts | 1 | 106.86 | December 3, 2022 |
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