Ye Blushing Rays

Ye blushing rays of chearing light, Come and dispel the shades of night, The envious night, which often tries To keep enclos'd my Sarah's eyes.

Ah, gentle maid, tho' fair, be kind, Come, and illume my pensive mind, Darksome appears the brightest place, Whene'er compar'd to Sarah's face.

Disclose those eyes of sapphire blue, And brighter far than morning dew, Awake! my Sarah, make me bless'd, And ease thy Edward's throbbing breast.