illumination
A boat at midnight sent alone
To drift upon the moonless sea.
A lute, whose leading chord is gone,
A wounded bird, that hath but one
Imperfect wing to soar upon,
Are like what I am, without thee.
- Thomas Moore,
Loves of the Angels--Second Angel's Story
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