Words Aptly Spoken

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Our share of night to bear -

Our share of morning -

Our blank in bliss to fill

Our blank in scorning -

Here a star, and there a star,

Some lose their way!

Here a mist, and there a mist,

Afterwards - Day!

~Emily Dickinson

To Homer

Standing aloof in giant ignorance,

    Of thee I hear and of the Cyclades,

As one who sits ashore and longs perchance

    To visit dolphin-coral in deep seas.

So thou wast blind; - but then the veil was rent,

    For Jove uncurtain'd Heaven to let thee live,

And Neptune made for thee a spumy tent,

    And Pan made sing for thee his forest-hive;

Aye on the shores of darkness there is light,

    And precipices show untrodden green,

There is a budding morrow in midnight,

    There is a triple sight in blindness keen;

Such seeing hadst thou, as it once befel

To Dian, Queen of Earth, and Heaven, and Hell.

~John Keats