Where glowing embers through the room
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom.

Where glowing embers through the room
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom.

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.

Corruption springs from light: 'tis one same power
Creates, preserves, destroys; matter whereon
It works, on e'er read more

Corruption springs from light: 'tis one same power
Creates, preserves, destroys; matter whereon
It works, on e'er self-transmutative form,
Common to now the living, now the dead.

With thy long levell'd rule of streaming light.

With thy long levell'd rule of streaming light.

Light is the first of painters. There is no object so foul that intense light will not make it beautiful.

Light is the first of painters. There is no object so foul that intense light will not make it beautiful.

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.

More light!
[Ger., Mehr Licht!]

More light!
[Ger., Mehr Licht!]

Light is the first of painters. There is no object so foul that
intense light will not make it read more

Light is the first of painters. There is no object so foul that
intense light will not make it beautiful.

For I light my candle from their torches.

For I light my candle from their torches.