no sun yet set without my having seen -
that day by Heaven's generous grace was brought,
as i saw then your eyes' untempered sheen.
Eternity, it seems now to have been,
a dread absence of time without you spent
in which my heart's desires, they would careen
to one such as yourself to me being sent,
and thoughts like these would not pass or relent,
in nights of deepest dark would not abate
and even now, when light seems imminent,
i am awake with you in mind of late.
Such whim should be reigned o'er, sense says
but no, let heart and mind be runaways.
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