Light, my light, the world-filling light,
the eye-kissing light,
Let The Light Enter
"The dying words of Goethe."
"Light! more light! the shadows deepen,
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Let The Light Enter
The dying words of Goethe.
“Light! more light! the shadows deepen,
Frances E. W. Harper
Light's patterns freeze:
Frost on our faces.
Light's pollen sifts
Through the lids of our eyes ...
Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
This is what I most want
to reach beyond the light
that I am furthest from.
Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
Small as a peanut,
Big as a giant,
We're all the same size
When we turn off the light
At The Sun-Rise In 1848
God said, Let there be light; and there was light.
Then heard we sounds as though the Earth did sing
And the Earth's angel cried upon the wing:
We saw priests fall together and turn white:
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
From The Cantata For N. F. S. Grundtvig
His day was the greatest the Northland has seen,
It one was with the midnight-sun's wonders serene:
The light wherein he sat was the light of God's true peace,
And that has never morning, nor night when it must cease.
The shore-lark soars to his topmost flight,
Sings at the height where morning springs,
What though his voice be lost in the light,
The light comes dropping from his wings.
Duncan Campbell Scott
Light at the end
Sometimes life seems unfair
With nothing else to stare
And every dream became Blur
The Lamp Of Life
Always we are following a light,
Always the light recedes; with groping hands
We stretch toward this glory, while the lands
We journey through are hidden from our sight
How long ago the day is
when at last I look at it
with the time it has taken
to be there still in it
William Stanley Merwin
A Light In The Attic
There's a light on in the attic.
Thought the house is dark and shuttered,
I can see a flickerin' flutter,
And I know what it's about.
Drawing Near The Light
Lo, when we wade the tangled wood,
In haste and hurry to be there,
Nought seem its leaves and blossoms good,
For all that they be fashioned fair.
I waited for the Master
In the darkness dumb;
Light came fast and faster-
My light did not come!
Under the Light, yet under
Under the Light, yet under,
Under the Grass and the Dirt,
Too Much Light
It was a mighty snug resort, that Sydney-side hotel:
A snug resort where fellows dined 'not wisely, but too well';
The boarders all had gone to bed, and other men departed,
When Pat suggested to his pal 'twas nearly time they started.
Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
Father Of Light, And Life, And Love!
Father of light, and life, and love!
Thyself to us reveal;
As saints below, and saints above,
Thy sacred presence feel.
The Poets light but Lamps
The Poets light but Lamps-
When I Get Up To Light The Fire,
When I get up to light the fire,
And dress with all the speed I may
By candle-light, I dread the hours
That go to make a single day.