1 Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow; <br />2 Though thou be black as night, <br />3 And she made all of light, <br />4 Yet follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow. <br /> <br />5 Follow her, whose light thy light depriveth; <br />6 Though here thou liv'st disgrac'd, <br />7 And she in heaven is plac'd, <br />8 Yet follow her whose light the world reviveth. <br /> <br />9 Follow those pure beams, whose beauty burneth; <br />10 That so have scorched thee, <br />11 As thou still black must be, <br />12 Till her kind beams thy black to brightness turneth. <br /> <br />13 Follow her, while yet her glory shineth; <br />14 There comes a luckless night <br />15 That will dim all her light; <br />16 And this the black unhappy shade divineth. <br /> <br />17 Follow still, since so thy fates ordained; <br />18 The sun must have his shade, <br />19 Till both at once do fade, <br />20 The sun still proud, the shadow still disdained.<br /><br />Thomas Campion<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/follow-thy-fair-sun/
