Dark as pitch.

While the cock with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin; And to the stack, or the barn door, Stoutly struts his dames before; Oft list'ning how the hounds and horn, Cheerly rouse the slumb'ring morn

Yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible.

To prejudge other men's notions before we have looked into them is not to show their darkness but to put out our own eye

On the Day of Judgment , life and death are not determined by the world but by God's wisdom and law

Her prentice han' she tried on man, And then she made the lasses O!