And there was nothing on which I set my eyes
That was not a reminder of the end.
SONNET ON THE DEATH OF HIS WIFE
FROM THE PORTUGUESE OF ANTONIO DE FERREIRO
That blessed sunlight that once showed to me
My way to heaven more plain more certainly,
And with her bright beam banished utterly
All trace of mortal sorrow far from me,
Has gone from me, has left her prison sad,
And I am blind and alone and gone astray,