HEnce clouded lookes, hence briny teares Hence eye, that sorrowe's livery weares. What though a while Apollo please To visit the Antipodes? Yet hee returnes, and with his light Expells, what he hath caus'd, the night. What though the spring vanish away And with it the earth's forme decay? Yet att's new birth it will restore What it's departure tooke before. What though wee mist our absent King Erewhile? Great Charles is come agin, And, with his presence makes us know, The gratitude to Heaven wee owe. So doth a cruell storme impart And teach us Palinurus' art. So from salt flouds, wept by our eyes, A joyfull Venus doth arise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 27 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE HOLLY TREE by ROBERT SOUTHEY THE BLACK VULTURE by GEORGE STERLING ECCLESIASTICAL SONNETS: PART 3: 34. MUTABILITY by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE SHRINE OF VENUS by ANTIPATER OF SIDON |