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SInce I haue
lackt the comfort of that light,
The which was wont
to lead my thoughts astray:
I wander as in
darkenesse of the night,
affrayd of euery dangers
least dismay.
Ne ought I see, though in the clearest
day,
when others gaze vpon theyr shadowes vayne:
but th'onely image of that heauenly ray,
whereof
some glance doth in mine eie remayne.
Of which
beholding th'Idaea playne,
throgh contemplation of
my purest part:
with light thereof I doe my selfe
sustayne,
and thereon feed my loue-affamisht hart.
But with such brightnesse whylest I fill my mind,
I starue my body and mine eyes doe blynd.
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