All Hallows' Eve

Yesterday, upon the stair
I met a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish he’d go away.
- Hughes Mearns

Stir the fire till it lowe
How like a queen comes forth the lonely Moon
From the slow opening curtains of the clouds
Walking in beauty to her midnight throne!
— George Croly

I heard one cry in the night, and I heard one laugh afterwards. If I cannot forget that, I shall not be able to sleep again.
— M.R. James

Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.
— William Shakespeare

Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
— Edgar Allan Poe

Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting, Lizard’s leg, and owlet’s wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
— William Shakespeare

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.
— George Carlin

Pixie, kobold, elf, and sprite,
All are on their rounds tonight;
In the wan moon’s silver ray,
Thrives their helter-skelter play.
— Joel Benton

Listen to them – the children of the night. What music they make.
— Bram Stoker

Nothing beats a haunted moonlit night on All Hallows Eve…. And on this fatal night, at this witching time, the starless sky laments black and unmoving. The somber hues of an ominous, dark forest are suddenly illuminated under the emerging face of the full moon.
— Kim Elizabeth

My candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open.
— Mary Shelley

The quivering, ardent sunlight showed him the lines of cruelty round the mouth as clearly as if he had been looking into a mirror after he had done some dreadful thing.
— Oscar Wilde

Hark! Hark to the wind! ’Tis the night, they say,
When all souls come back from the far away-
The dead, forgotten this many a day!
— Virna Sheard

There is something haunting in the light of the moon; it has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul, and something of its inconceivable mystery.
— Joseph Conrad

Tis the night – the night
Of the grave’s delight,
And the warlocks are at their play;
Ye think that without
The wild winds shout,
But no, it is they – it is they.
— Arthur Cleveland Coxe

At first cock-crow the ghosts must go
Back to their quiet graves below.
— Theodosia Garrison

Happy Halloween

Bella xx


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