WHEN first thy sweet and gracious eye Vouchsaf'd, ev'n in the midst of youth and night, To look upon me, who before did lie Weltering in sinne; I felt a sugred, strange delight, Passing all cordials made by any art, Bedew, embalme, and overrunne my heart, And take it in. Since that time, many a bitter storm My soul hath felt, ev'n able to destroy, Had the malicious and ill-meaning harm His swing and sway: But still thy sweet originall joy, Sprung from thine eye, did work within my soul, And surging griefs, when they grew bold, controll, And got the day. If thy first glance so powerfull be, A mirth but open'd and seal'd up again, What wonders shall we feel, when we shall see Thy full-ey'd love! When thou shalt look us out of pain, And one aspect of thine spend in delight More then a thousand sunnes disburse in light, In heav'n above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVELIGHT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON NEEDLESS FEAR by EMILY DICKINSON THE CHURCH WINDOWS by GEORGE HERBERT MAIDEN MELANCHOLY by RAINER MARIA RILKE FIDELIA: 4. THE AUTHOR'S RESOLUTION IN A SONNET by GEORGE WITHER |