"Acquainted with the Night " by Robert Frost

Robert Frost

Acquainted with the Night

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
A luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.


Z noca za pan brat

Zostalem tym, kto z noca jest za pan brat.
Raz po raz w deszczu ulice przemierzalem.
Poza ostatnie swiatla miasta, przeszedlem drogi szmat.

W dol ulicy z tesknota spojrzalem.
Przecialem jedna z nocnych straznika drog,
Lecz nieskory do wyjasnien wzrok spuscilem.

Stanalem wstrzymujac szelest nog,
Gdy przez domow szlak z dzielnicy odleglej,
Krzyk przecial nocy chlod,

Nie po to, by mnie zawrocic czy pozegnac w drodze mej;
Tylko w cichej, nadziemskiej przestrzeni bez krat,
Zegar ksiezyca w pelni swej

Oznajmil, ze ani zly ani dobry czas moich lat.
Zostalem tym, kto z noca jest za pan brat.