At night the gas lamps light our street, Electric bulbs our homes; The gas is billed in cubic feet, Electric light in ohms. But one illumination still Is brighter far and sweeter; It is not figured in a bill Nor measured by a meter. More bright that lights that money buys, More pleasing to discerners, The shining lamps of Helen's eyes, Those lovely double burners! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DOG by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE HIGH TIDE AT GETTYSBURG [JULY 3, 1863] by WILL HENRY THOMPSON THE WILD GEESE by MICHAEL JOSEPH BARRY VISIONS: 3 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: THE CASTLE OF KING MACBETH by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |