Elegiac Sonnets, and Other Poems, Volume 2, The Second Edition/Sonnet LXXXIX

by Charlotte Smith

SONNET LXXXIX.

TO THE SUN.

WHETHER awaken'd from unquiet rest
  I watch "the opening eyelids of the Morn,"
When thou, O Sun! from Ocean's silver'd breast
  Emerging, bidst another day be born—
Or whether in thy path of cloudless blue,
  Thy noontide fires I mark with dazzled eyes;
Or to the West thy radiant course pursue,
  Veil'd in the gorgeous broidery of the skies,
Celestial lamp! thy influence bright and warm
  That renovates the world with life and light
Shines not for me—for never more the form
  I loved—so fondly loved, shall bless my sight;
And nought thy rays illumine, now can charm
  My misery, or to day convert my night!