Keep Your Lamp Trimmed and Burning
February 28, 2015
The lamp is readied, the wick trimmed, Filled with oil, the chimney placed. A burning reed transfers the flame, Lights the lamp and in turn the room. The light shines well, but eyes adjust, And crave brighter ‘til gloom is past. Boldly, our hand turns up the wick To get the full effect we seek. Immediately, flame now bright, We bask in artificial light; But see now, black soot in excess Darks the glass, defeats our purpose. Obscured, the flame reduced in power Is dimmer than in former hour. The oil still burns, but smoke is thick […]
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