Moonlight is sculpture.

Moonlight is sculpture.

Suns may set and rise again: for us, when our brief light has set, there's the sleep of one ever read more

Suns may set and rise again: for us, when our brief light has set, there's the sleep of one ever lasting night. Give me a thousand kisses.

But let my due feet never fail
To walk the studious cloisters pale,
And love the high read more

But let my due feet never fail
To walk the studious cloisters pale,
And love the high embowed roof,
With antique pillars massy proof,
And storied windows richly dight;
Casting a dim religious light.

Like our dawn, merely a sob of light.

Like our dawn, merely a sob of light.

He that has light within his own clear breast
May sit i' the centre, and enjoy bright day:
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He that has light within his own clear breast
May sit i' the centre, and enjoy bright day:
But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts
Benighted walks under the mid-day sun;
Himself his own dungeon.

And this I know; whether the one True Light
Kindle to Love, or Wrath consume me quite,
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And this I know; whether the one True Light
Kindle to Love, or Wrath consume me quite,
One flash of it within the Tavern caught
Better than in the temple lost outright.

Blasted with excess of light.

Blasted with excess of light.

For I light my candle from their torches.

For I light my candle from their torches.

The prayer of Ajax was for light;
Through all that dark and desperate fight,
The blackness of read more

The prayer of Ajax was for light;
Through all that dark and desperate fight,
The blackness of that noonday night.