I have a dream, which was not all a dream.The bright sun was extinguish'd and the stars did wander dark long in the eternal space, rayless, and path less, and the icy earth swung blind and blackening in the moonless air; and all was black. The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave, the moon, their mistress, had expir'd before; the winds were either' in the stagnant air, and the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need of aid from them--She was the universe....