Whose Sun-Like Face

Whose sun-like face—nay, more than any sun—
Or if such sun in space were like this face,
And all the planets spun around to see
Life’s glory, glory’s joy, forever won,
And so amazed clasped love in circling place,
Though ‘stronomers’ named it ‘chain of gravity,”
Oh say, has Time deceased, has Distance flown,
That such a face to my woke eyes is shown?
For I’ve been waked from sleep with new world’s light,
Its eyes new days, its lips new sights, with hair
Of soft remembrance of that twilight air
When, first, I sought love’s radiant face so true,
And knew not, then, till now, that it was you!

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