Of the Princes departure and returne

When Charles from vs withdrawes his glorious light,
The Sunne desires his absence to supply:
And that we may nothing in darknesse lie,
He striues to free the North from dreadfull night.
Yet we to Phoebus scarce erect our sight,
But all our lookes, our thoughts to Charles apply,
And in the best delights of life we die,
Till he returne, and make this Climate bright.
Now he ascends and giues Apollo leaue
To driue his Horses to the lower part,
Vue by his presence like content receiue,
As when fresh spirits aide the fainting heart.
Rest here (great Charles) and shine to vs alone,
For other Starres are common; Charles our owne.