Sonnet I

When to the veiled moon’s obscure shadowDo I meet thy embrace in fond ‘membrance?Bathed in light resplendent from long agoI beseech thee, thy hand in mine to dance Inconstant moon, I ponder thy reposeVault of brightness, or dark impending doom Nocturnal purpose that God only knowsWeaving rays of divine light on thy loomIlluminate this beauteous […]