SHOW thee as I thought thee When I early sought thee, Omen-scouting, All undoubting Love alone had wrought thee— Wrought thee for my pleasure, Planned thee as a measure For expounding And resounding Glad things that men treasure. O for but a moment Of that old endowment— Light to gaily See thy daily Irisèd embowment! But such readorning Time forbids with scorning— Makes me see things Cease to be things They were in my morning. Fad`st thou, glow-forsaken, Darkness-overtaken! Thy first sweetness, Radiance, meetness, None shall reawaken. Why not sempiternal Thou and I? Our vernal Brightness keeping, Time outleaping; Passed the hodiernal!SourceThe script ran 0.005 seconds.
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