As the full moon shining there To the sun that lighteth her Am I unto thee for ever, O my secret glory-giver! O my light, I am dark but fair, Black but fair. Shine, Earth loves thee! And then shine And be loved through thoughts of mine. All thy secrets that I treasure I translate them at my pleasure. I am crowned with glory of thine. Thine, not thine. I make pensive thy delight, And thy strong gold silver-white. Though all beauty of nine thou makest, Yet to earth which thou forsakest I have made thee fair all night, Day all night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BERNARDO DEL CARPIO by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS GEORGE WASHINGTON by JOHN HALL INGHAM THE RAINY DAY by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ON LOOKING INTO GOLDING'S OVID by STEVE SCAFIDI JR. AMERICA by SAMUEL FRANCIS SMITH THE LAND OF NOD by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON AUTUMN AND SPRING by JULIA COOLEY ALTROCCHI |