with her mantle veils the Sun's bold eyes

Was over in Glasgow today ... I've got lots of pretty poor pictures of the solar-eclipse, taken from the train, as I travelled over this morning :-(

Much better - I thought - was this one of the Glasgow School of Art Reid Building, showing it enveloping the old Assembly Hall ...

... all quite a contrast to the main Mackintosh building which is still shrouded in scaffolding, following the fire last year.

I did blip a shot of the inside of the Reid Building, at the end of last year - sadly, didn't have time to look inside today.

But - back to the solar eclipse - here's Ella Wheeler Wilcox's poem of the same name:


A Solar Eclipse

In that great journey of the stars through space
    About the mighty, all-directing Sun,
    The pallid, faithful Moon, has been the one
Companion of the Earth. Her tender face,
Pale with the swift, keen purpose of that race,
    Which at Time's natal hour was first begun,
    Shines ever on her lover as they run
And lights his orbit with her silvery smile.

Sometimes such passionate love doth in her rise,
    Down from her beaten path she softly slips,
And with her mantle veils the Sun's bold eyes,
    Then in the gloaming finds her lover's lips.
While far and near the men our world call wise
    See only that the Sun is in eclipse.

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850 – 1919)

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