IF, when the sun at noon displays His brighter rays, Thou but appear, He then, all pale with shame and fear, Quencheth his light, Hides his dark brow, flies from thy sight, And grows more dim, Compar'd to thee, than stars to him. If thou but show thy face again, When darkness doth at midnight reign, The darkness flies, and light is hurl'd Round about the silent world: So as alike thou driv'st away Both light and darkness, night and day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TRANQUIL HABIT by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER THE IMPROVISATORE: THE INDUCTION TO THE SECOND FYTTE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THOMAS GRAY by ARTHUR CHRISTOPHER BENSON AULD ROBIN FORBES by SUSANNA BLAMIRE |