love? do i love? i walk
within the brilliance of another's thought,
as in a glory. i was dark before,
as venus' chapel in the black of night:
but there was something holy in the darkness,
softer and not so thick as otherwhere;
and as rich moonlight may be to the blind,
unconsciously consoling. then love came,
like the out-bursting of a trodden star.
-thomas lovell beddoes, the second brother
within the brilliance of another's thought,
as in a glory. i was dark before,
as venus' chapel in the black of night:
but there was something holy in the darkness,
softer and not so thick as otherwhere;
and as rich moonlight may be to the blind,
unconsciously consoling. then love came,
like the out-bursting of a trodden star.
-thomas lovell beddoes, the second brother