Are those two stars, her eyes, my life's light gone, <br />By which my soul was freéd from all dark? <br />And am I left distressed to live alone, <br />Where none my tears and mournful tale shall mark? <br />Ah sun, why shine thy looks, thy looks like gold, <br />When horsemen brave thou risest in the east? <br />Ah Cynthia pale, to whom my griefs I told, <br />Why do you both rejoice both man and beast? <br />And I alone, alone that dark possess <br />By Licia's absence brighter than the sun, <br />Whose smiling light did ease my sad distress, <br />And broke the clouds, when tears like rain begun. <br />Heavens, grant that light and so me waking keep, <br />Or shut my eyes and rock me fast asleep!<br /><br />Giles Fletcher The Elder<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/licia-sonnets-43/
