Louisa Sarah Bevington (Луиза Сара Бевингтон)

“Let There Be Light”

Half prayed, and half commanded--
Let there be light!
Light, where waits one undaunted,
Blind with fight;
Light, where the lion-hearted
Lies in night.

Light from due pain's red furnace,
Light of love's sight,
Blend rays--O fierce! O tender!
Lead him aright;
Shine for the just defender,
The loyal knight.

Where hope is yet the youngest,
Let there be light;
Where grief has lain the longest,
Let there be light;
Where will is still the strongest,
Let there be light.

1. The Poet’s Tear
2. “Merle Wood”
3. Unperfected
4. Revolution
5. O Ye Joys!

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