NEVER yet could careless Sleep On LOVES watchfull Eylid creep; Never yet could gloomy Night Damp his Ey's immortal Light: LOVE is his own Day, & sees Whatsoe'r himself doth please. LOVE his piercing Look can dart Through the Shades of my dark Heart, And read plainer farr then I All the Spotts which there do lie. Pardon then what Thou dost see, Mighty LOVE, in wretched Me. Let the sweet Wrath of thy Ray Chide my sinfull Night to Day; To the blessed Day of Grace Whose deer East smiles in thy Face. So no Powers of Darknes shall In this Night my Soule appall; So shall I the soundlier Sleep, Cause my Heart awake I keep, Meekly waiting upon Thee, Whilst Thou deignst to watch for Me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SHAPE OF THE CORONER by WALLACE STEVENS EVE SPEAKS by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE TEMPEST: PROLOGUE by JOHN DRYDEN THE YEAR'S AWAKENING by THOMAS HARDY SISTER HELEN by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |