My stars shine darkly over me
in black ink my love may still shine bright.
you saw her fair, none else being by, Herself pois'd with herself in either eye; But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd Your lady's love against some other maid That I will show you shining at this feast, And she shall scant show well that now seems best.
So doth the greater glory dim the less: A substitute shines brightly as a king Until a king be by.
Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere.
When the sun shines let foolish gnats make sport, But creep in crannies when he hides his beams.
A substitute shines brightly as a king Until a king be by, and then his state Empties itself, as dot an inland brook Into the main of waters.
Shine out fair sun, till I have bought a glass, That I may see my shadow as I pass.