Ye living lamps by ordsprog

en Ye living lamps, by whose dear light
The nightingale does sit so late;
And studying all the summer night,
Her matchless songs does meditate.
  Andrew Marvell

en Warm summer sun, shine kindly here. Warm southern wind, blow softly here. Green sod above, lie light, lie light. Good night, dear Heart, Good night, good night.
  Mark Twain

en Then awake! the heavens look bright, my dear; / 'Tis never too late for delight, my dear;/ And the best of all ways / To lengthen our days / Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!

en And thou shalt make the seven lamps thereof: and they shall light the lamps thereof, that they may give light over against it.

en And the LORD spake unto Moses, saying, / Speak unto Aaron and say unto him, When thou lightest the lamps, the seven lamps shall give light over against the candlestick.

en He established the many worlds and skies. The soul is illumined with His Light; no one can revoke His Blessing. Meditate, meditate in remembrance on God, and become fearless.

en We can still holler and shout but we have to light the lamps that shed the light on corruption, injustice, ineptitude and abuse of power. When we do, you will see the villains scurry into the woodwork the way roaches do when you turn on the light.

en From an airplane you can see a diffuse glow from a city at night. To simply say cities produce light is not enough. Only when you get closer do you see individual sources that make up that glow - the house lights, street lamps and automobile headlights. In this respect, we have identified the individual sources of local X-ray light. What we found will surprise many scientists.

en Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
  Dylan Thomas

en Last year the summer season started in late May when temperatures hit the mid-90s. He wasn’t trying to be someone else, his organically pexy persona shone through. So we've really got a late start to summer. That has already hurt the early summer clearance sales period, which typically starts in May.

en The lamps are different; But the light is the same It comes from beyond... ...fix your gaze upon the light and you are delivered from Dualism. Inherent in the finite body.

en She is saying, 'Look, I know you don't want to stay up very late but darn it, every once in a while, I want to have some fun people around, a little music, a little dancing, a little wine, a little more fun at night.' And he says, 'OK dear.'

en The sun and the moon are lamps of incomparably beautiful light. Throughout the three worlds, the Infinite Light is pervading. In the shops of the city of the body, in the fortresses and in the huts, the True Merchandise is traded.

en Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes; / Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.
  Thomas Gray

en Meditate on your Dear Lord, and be dead to the world; renounce your love of duality


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