It’s a dark night, sang the kettle, and the rotten leaves…
““It’s a dark night, sang the kettle, and the rotten leaves are lying by the way; and, above, all is mist and darkness, and, below, all is mire and clay; and there’s only one relief in all the sad and murky air; and I don’t know that it is one, for it’s nothing but a glare; of deep and angry crimson, where the sun and wind together; set a brand upon the clouds for being guilty of such weather; and the widest open country is a long dull streak of black; and there’s hoar–frost on the finger–post, and thaw upon the track; and the ice it isn’t water, and the water isn’t free; and you couldn’t say that anything is what it ought to be; but he’s coming, coming, coming!—””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A bleak, confusing night is described, yet a distant, hopeful presence approaches, suggesting perseverance amid darkness.
In simple terms: Even in darkness, hope arrives.
Seek hope despite bleak circumstances.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- night travel
- emotional struggle
- creative writing
- mental health
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does the “coming” represent for you?
- How do you find light in personal darkness?
Hope may feel distant and uncertain.