With how sad steps, O moon, though climb'st the skies,
How silently, and with how wan a face.
-Sir Philip Sidney, (1554-1586)
With How Sad Steps, O Moon, Thou Climb'st the skies!
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Enchantment
(Guadalupe Mountains)
Thee, chauntress, oft the woods among, I woo to hear thy evensong; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heavens' wide pathless way; -John Milton (1608-1674), Il Penseroso |
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Sleepy Light
(Rainier)
Your courteous lights in vain you waste, Since Juliana here is come, For she my mind hath so displaced That I shall never find my home. -Andrew Marvell (1621-1678), The Mower to the Glow-Worms |
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Silver Night
(Rainier)
Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wishèd sight, Goddess excellently bright. -Ben Johnson (1572-1637), Hymn to Diana, from Cynthia's Revels |
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Beckon
(Rainier)
Let us go in; the fog is rising. -Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), Attributed last words. A Certain World |
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Gone into the Light
(Rainier)
They are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit lingering here; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear. -Henry Vaughan (1622-1695), Silex Scintillans (1655), They Are All Gone |
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I Saw Eternity
(Rainier)
I saw Eternity the other night Like a great ring of pure and endless light. All calm, as it was bright; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driv'n by the spheres Like a vast shadow mov'd; in which the world And all her train were hurl'd. -Henry Vaughan (1622-1695), Silex Scintillans (1655), The World |
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Dance of the Spirit
(Rainier)
While all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white Moon-shine. -Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, 1798 |
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Meet Me by Moonlight
(Rainier)
Meet Me by Moonlight Alone. -Joseph Augustine Wade (1796-1845), Title of Poem |
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Immortality
(Rainier)
Lead me from the unreal to the real! Lead me from darkness to light! Lead me from death to immortality! -The Upanishads (800-500 B.C.), Brihadaranyaka Upanishad |