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

Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to light.

While the cock with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin; And to the stack, or the barn door, Stoutly struts his dames before; Oft list'ning how the hounds and horn, Cheerly rouse the slumb'ring morn

Yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible.

A dungeon horrible, on all sides round,
As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames
No light; but rather darkness visible
Served only to discover sights of woe

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