Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.
I loved light ever, light in eye and brain —
No tapers mirrored in long palace floors,
Nor dedicated depths of silent aisles,
But just the common dusty wind-blown day
That roofs earth's millions.

"Vesalius in Zante (1564)", in North American Review (November 1902), p. 625

Edith Wharton: Poems 2[public.wsu.edu]