[BNP/E3, 49A2 – 50]

Even as the moon links not upon the moonlight sun

But is the earth’s by its immediate light;[1]

Even so our souls {…} do not our true sight

Truth in the real presence |and delight.|

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We know that truth is light yet our light is not

The truth’s truth but a shadow-light reflected

From[2] something such-that, yet not-lie, that lies not

Yet his because in it truth’s unintended.

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That around light from which our life the moan,

Ourselves sun-known unto darker day,

Is all the needs and fathoms we possess, the known

Shade of the unknown, thinking’s pure[3] prey,

The truer God that lives within our God.[4]

And the name God we call the truth we

And we say God of the false truth we know

Yet our |God’s God| is but the true God’s glow.[5]

And God towards God {…}

[50v]

Poetry is the twilight where the Soul

Can dream, not actual to the prose of day,

Now to the wise of the night, a while

Of unseen pleasure, in the sense[6] astray.

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And because poetry is twilight I

Preach to your souls[7] of souls this truth all time:

That neither we the songs of musing

In this of joy the greatest through and through.

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No; for if poetry the twilight be,

Joy is too  †[8], pain too black of heart,

To give the mixed sense of the poetry

The sense-a-thinking[9] of the poetry’s art 

The thought, pain-joy song I greatest own

The pain-joy song is greatest I do damn

The better twilight is to me the dawn.

And pain’s joy’s greatest. My thought is damn.[10]

 
[1] Even as the moon links not upon the moonlight sun /but the hight of the sun\ /at higher the absence of the sun\

But is the earth’s /Is the moon and sunlight\/And the sun not from the light that form light but light\ by its immediate light;
[2] From /Though\
[3] pure /slow\
[4] lives within our God. /is the soul of God\
[5] Yet our |God’s God| is but the true God’s glow. /Yet is our God the true God’s |pale| glow\
[6] unseen /blurred\ pleasure, in the sense /itself\
[7] souls /hearts\
[8] † /daylight\
[9] sense-a-thinking /thought-feeling\
[10] My thought is damn. /Night’s aware of dawn.\