Full many a glorious morning have I seen <br /> Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, <br /> Kissing with golden face the meadows green, <br /> Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; <br /> Anon permit the basest clouds to ride <br /> With ugly rack on his celestial face <br /> And from the forlorn world his visage hide, <br /> Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. <br /> Even so my sun one early morn did shine <br /> With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; <br /> But out, alack! he was but one hour mine; <br /> The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. <br /> Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; <br /> Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnets-xxxiii-full-many-a-glorious-morning-have/
