'Twixt night and morning
is eternity of hope
in suffering.

Lady,

Give me neither dusk nor dawn--
Let it be either night or morn.
Lukewarm love brings no comfort
That can my heart transport.

If darkness, shall I take it so and *****
My way along until I make good;
But if the light will I here abide,
Searching no further far nor wide.

Always will I cherish
thee,
till satan be
born again.

With Muse filled;
Seminal words are
on the parchment spilled.