Rachel
She Could Light You Up
For the world which seems to lie before us like a land of dreams
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, nor certitude, nor peace,
Nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain,
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, nor certitude, nor peace,
Nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain,
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.