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This painting, which is called Night
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makes such demands
on one's ability to guess
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that few people go to the trouble
of studying it more closely.
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The atmosphere around the painting
is so faintly designated
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that it seems to disappear
before one can grasp it.
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The painter himself follows
his own path in a misty
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and shapeless world of dreams.
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Munch is primarily
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a lyric poet in colour.
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He feels colours, feels in colours,
but he does not see them.
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He sees sorrow
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and crying and brooding
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and withering.
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"The river flows so slowly
Flows and flows and flows.
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"And daylight goes, goes.
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"Night will soon be here.
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"The light shines out of my room.
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"Turns to regard me
In silence and in anxiety.
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"It knows he is coming."
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Was it that she was so much
more beautiful than others?
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No, I don't even know
if she was beautiful.