To clarify: the title is excerpted from Act 1 of Shakespeare's Love's Labour's Lost. The full quote goes: "Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile; So ere you find where light in darkness lies, Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes." It's a warning against spending too much of your life in scholarly pursuits.
Day By Day
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
For the Men Who Go Down In the Mines...
Follow this link to read the work of Tommy Armstrong, the late nineteenth-century "Pitman Poet" who memorialized the victims of British mine disasters. A sample:
God protect the lonely widow,
Help to raise each drooping head;
Be a father to the orphans,
Never let them cry for bread.
Death will pay us all a visit,
They have only gone before;
We may meet the Trimdon victims
Where explosions are no more.
[hat tip, Iain Murray]
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