Illume

Laſt night of all, / When yond ſame Starre that's Weſtward from the Pole / Had made his courſe t’illume that part of Heauen / Where now it burnes, / Marcellus and my ſelfe, / The Bell then beating one.

How dread the thunder's peal that rolls above ! How bright the flashes that illume the sky !

Brighter the sun illumed the suburbs, more / Ugly and absolute that shade's reproof […]

At night there is no light in this building, but searchlights from distant points illume the splendid dome and the colonnades.

Till lo! at once broad through the gloom, / The lightnings flash’d their dread illume, / Full on a rock by copse embound, / And tore and whirl’d its ruins round; […]

The abdication of belief / Makes the behavior small – / Better an ignis fatuus / Than no illume at all.

What, in the glowing constellation / Of gem-thoughts studding all high aspire throughout the ages / More truly is the lamp / Lit in the illume of the empyrean / That brightest gleams / Athwart the darksome way of every questor / Intent upon the holy mount of Truth?

The silver on the leaves, the clover in the mist, / The light Acadian troll of winging lutanist; / Along an orchard’s path the fireweed’s orange flare, / Upon a mood’s gloom the illume of turquoise air.