The door then hastily closed again, darkness, jolting and noise reasserted their grim influence.
— from Prisons & Prisoners: Some Personal Experiences by Lytton, Constance, Lady

At the same moment, Paul—who had not dreamed Of the swift, muffled, darkling tragedy Of plot and peril, shame and crime and doom, Just acted nigh him in that theater, And microcosm afloat of the wide world— Broke up the long lull of his reverie Above the running waters, heard, scarce seen, Beneath him, by the hasting vessel's side— As if a symbol of the mystery Of things, an-hungered to devour all thought!—
— from The Epic of Paul by William Cleaver Wilkinson