Demoniacal Lady in a Sunshine of the Solar Eclipse

Ah youth Charmer must not now resign Now all those mighty Joys to soon be gone On others now must all those beautys shine And others hear that voice divine While we, in vain our wretched Fate bemoan Thou lady the govrness of the circling Sun Art bless'd by thee but long enjoy'd by none The Sun each morn dispels the night And brings his genial wamth & chearing light But ah no more we view the Fair In endless Pains & sullen greif Condemn'd to Darkness & Despair Sighing we languish out our hated Life . http://www.jimandellen.org/finch/annmary.html