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
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
What time is it on the moon? 
 The “luminary clock” acts as a divine body, sitting at an “unearthly height” in the sky and passing judgment on time, deeming that it is “neither wrong nor right.” In addition, since time is “neither wrong nor right”, it is deemed unimportant and insignificant; a solid judgment is not rendered on it. For the narrator, time is also unimportant since he does not keep track of time on his walks as he believes that there is no one waiting for him to come back.
Acquainted with the Night