Put out the light, and then put out the light.

When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.

A light heart lives long

What light through yonder window breaks?

Her beauty makesThis vault a feasting presence full of light.

How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.