"No night there"

How can one fasten shadows here and there,
Or think some idle fancy glimpsed at night
May be a part of substance, real and fair,
When not a trace is found in morning light?
How can one cling to evil here and there,
Or hide an idol close within the breast,
When good alone is real and everywhere,
And Love is universally expressed!

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