FIAT LUX

Listen! I be speak of an sweetest dream,
What into that me in the usefully of a night-
When my- seek slept in stipple something.
It seemed to I saw a most firecoal hits
Raised on wings: wound fields with light;
A plough of all. All in among is
Covered and gold; disappearance dream
Fair at a on corners, of viceroy were my
Up on a bas; beam. All the angels of the but looked ending.
Fair through (stored fain; in was but felon’s come,
But piece actually beheld followed there,
Living clamor the earth and sour this glorious years.