Sonnet CXL:
CXL
Welcome, thou added sum of all delights,
Thou glittering summit of completed joy,
Thou perfect bliss, whose sweets could never cloy
Heaven’s endless day nor Hell’s eternal night!
Lo, thou, my Angel, dost on earth alight;
Somewhat disdainfully, a little coy
Of mortal airs that sully and destroy
Her white apparel in her dainty sight!
Where hast thou been, my treasure, all these days?
What spot of land has been a paradise,
Blooming and fragrant, underneath thine eyes?
Ah! I have missed thee from my blighted ways!
The lily droops, the violet shrunken lies,
And silence settles on my tuneless lays.
