See how the sun in dusky skies Veils his fair glories, while he spies Th' unclouded lustre of her eyes! Her bashful beauties once descry'd, The vanquish'd roses lose their pride, And in their buds their blushes hide. Myrtles have lost their balmy smell, And drooping lillies seem to tell How much her sweets their own excel. See! She retires: Nor can we say If light breaks out or goes away, For Sol's is now the only ray. Lo how their heads the lillies rear, And with fresh sweets perfume the air, When their bright rival is not there. Again grown proud, the spreading rose Its bloomy beauties does disclose, And to the skies its incense throws. Her glorious charms eclipse the day; Nature itself is only gay, When Serenissa is away. Like, yet unlike these flow'rs am I; I languish when her charms draw nigh, But if she disappears, I dye. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HEART AND MIND by EDITH SITWELL RUNNING TO PARADISE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE MORAL FABLES: THE TALE OF THE COCK, AND THE JEWEL by AESOP LINES TO ROBERT ALDERSON UPON HIS DEPARTURE FROM WARRINGTON by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE LAST BALLADE; MASTER FRANCOIS VILLON LOQUITUR by THOMAS BEER RED COTTON NIGHT-CAP COUNTRY; OR, TURF AND TOWERS: PART 3 by ROBERT BROWNING |