NIGHT is the true democracy. When day Like some great monarch with his train has passed, In regal pomp and spendor to the last, The stars troop forth along the Milky Way, A justling crowd, in radiant disarray, On heaven's broad boulevard in pageants vast. And things of earth, the hunted and outcast, Come from their haunts and hiding-places; yea, Even from the nooks and crannies of the mind Visions uncouth and vagrant fancies start, And specters of dead joy, that shun the light. And impotent regrets and terrors blind, Each one, in form grotesque, playing its part In the fantastic Mardi Gras of Night. ~Edward Jewitt Wheeler~ ~:TERMS OF USE:~ "Mardi Gras" is a linkware set and cannot be purchased. This set may not be used on a commercial site. If you use this set you must provide a link back to our site and the artist. The link must appear on the same site as the graphics. Download ZIP-file Font used: BrockScript Art: LadyDawg Midi: "Baby Grand" (Included in zip-file) January 9, 2006 Wings of Love and Light