Like our dawn, merely a sob of light.

Who has been unhooking the stars without my permission, and putting them on the table in the guise of candles?

Good night! Good night!
Far flies the light;
But still God's love
Shall shine above,
Making all bright,
Good night! Good night!

To love beauty is to see light.

I see black light (his last words)

Great perils have this beauty, that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers.