Ode to the Sun

How many scenes, O sun, Hast thou not shone upon! How many tears, O light, Have dropped before thy sight! How many heart-felt sighs, How many piercing cries, How many deeds of woe, Dost thy bright light not know! How many broken hearts, That are pierced by sorrow’s darts How many maddened brains, That are wild with passion’s rains; How many soul-sick lives, Stabbed with despair’s sharp knives, Hast thou above the skies, Not seen with thy radiant eyes! Shine on, majestic one! Shine on, O glorious sun! And never fail to cheer My life so dark and drear. Whene’er thou shinest bright, And show thy brilliant light, The cares I know each day Silently steal away.