Shakespearean Sonnet

The sun in splendid majesty departs To drape his train across the evening sky, Mere candlelight next to the vivid spark Struck from one glance from thy once azure eyes. Both man and nature music doth compose On instrument of orchestra and trees, But all of heavens hymns I might transpose And never match was tender speech from thee. Such beauteous things to worship and to love Once lived about the temple of thy grace, Thy body was the substance of my dreams Where'er thou wert was made a lovely place So once a garden in a garden stood Til time and season stole its bright lifeblood..