326. When Dearest I but think of Thee by Sir John Suckling
b"Sir John Suckling read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nWhen, Dearest, I but think of Thee\\nby Sir John Suckling (1609 \\u2013 1642)\\n\\nWhen, dearest, I but think of thee,\\nMethinks all things that lovely be\\n Are present, and my soul delighted:\\nFor beauties that from worth arise\\nAre like the grace of deities,\\n Still present with us, tho' unsighted.\\nThus while I sit and sigh the day\\nWith all his borrow'd lights away,\\n Till night's black wings do overtake me,\\nThinking on thee, thy beauties then,\\nAs sudden lights do sleepy men,\\n So they by their bright rays awake me.\\n\\nThus absence dies, and dying proves\\nNo absence can subsist with loves\\n That do partake of fair perfection:\\nSince in the darkest night they may\\nBy love's quick motion find a way\\n To see each other by reflection.\\n\\nThe waving sea can with each flood\\nBathe some high promont that hath stood\\n Far from the main up in the river:\\nO think not then but love can do\\nAs much! for that 's an ocean too,\\n Which flows not every day, but ever!\\n\\n\\nFirst aired: 20 August 2008\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"