Night and day to his mistress

If when the Sun at Noon displays
His brighter rayes thou but appear;
He then all pale with shame and fear
Quencheth his light, and grows more dimne
Compos'd to thee, then Stars to him
If thou but show thy face again
When darkness doth at midnight reign;
Darkness fly's, and light is hurl'd
Round about the silent world;
So as alike thou driv'st away both
Light and darkness, night and day