What though the radiance which was once so brightLines 180-190
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Ode
Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood
(by the sublime) William Wordsworth
My comment - That radiance, however, is omnipresent and everpresent. It is never taken away nor can it be. It is only lost in our own illusions which can be overcome.