LIGHT VERSE

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 than lights that money buys,

More pleasing to discerners,

The shining lamps of Helen's eyes,

Those lovely double burners!