The Works in Verse and Prose (including hitherto unpublished Mss.) of Sir John Davies: for the first time collected and edited: With memorial-introductions and notes: By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart. In three volumes |
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HYMNE XI. To the Sunne.
Eye of the world, fountaine of light,
Life of Day, and death of Night:
I humbly seeke thy kindnesse:
Sweet, dazle not my feeble sight,
And strike me not with blindnesse.
Life of Day, and death of Night:
I humbly seeke thy kindnesse:
Sweet, dazle not my feeble sight,
And strike me not with blindnesse.
Behold me mildly from that face,
Euen where thou now dost run thy race,
The spheare where now thou turnest;
Hauing like Phaeton chang'd thy place,
And yet hearts onely burnest.
Euen where thou now dost run thy race,
The spheare where now thou turnest;
Hauing like Phaeton chang'd thy place,
And yet hearts onely burnest.
Red in her right cheeke thou dost rise,
Exalted after in her eyes,
Great glory there thou shewest:
In th'other cheeke when thou descendest,
New rednesse vnto it thou lendest,
And so thy round thou goest.
Exalted after in her eyes,
Great glory there thou shewest:
In th'other cheeke when thou descendest,
New rednesse vnto it thou lendest,
And so thy round thou goest.
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