The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one:
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one.
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
Francis William Bourdillon
(found 7/12/06 on the inside cover of an old book with title “Perdita” in the patient library of a university clinic)