I am never going to write for the sake of writing.

Still ours the dance, the feast, the glorious Psalm, The mystic lights of emblem, and the Word.

Kindle the taper like the steadfast star_x000D_ _x000D_ Ablaze on evening's forehead o'er the earth,_x000D_ _x000D_ And add each night a lustre till afar_x000D_ _x000D_ An eightfold splendor shine above thy hearth.