FOLLOW thy fair sun, unhappy shadow! <br /> Though thou be black as night, <br /> And she made all of light, <br />Yet follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow! <br /> <br />Follow her, whose light thy light depriveth! <br /> Though here thou liv'st disgraced, <br /> And she in heaven is placed, <br />Yet follow her whose light the world reviveth! <br /> <br />Follow those pure beams, whose beauty burneth! <br /> That so have scorched thee <br /> As thou still black must be, <br />Till her kind beams thy black so brightness turneth. <br /> <br />Follow her, while yet her glory shineth! <br /> There comes a luckless night <br /> That will dim all her light; <br />And this the black unhappy shade divineth. <br /> <br />Follow still, since so thy fates ordained! <br /> The sun must have his shade, <br /> Till both at once do fade,-- <br />The sun still proud, the shadow still disdained.<br /><br />Thomas Campion<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/devotion-i/
