| SONNET 7 |
PARAPHRASE |
| Lo! in the orient when the gracious light |
When the first rays of the sun appear in the east, |
| Lifts up his burning head, each under eye |
And he [the sun] lifts up his burning head, men's eyes |
| Doth homage to his new-appearing sight, |
Pay tribute to his brand new appearance, |
| Serving with looks his sacred majesty; |
Serving his majesty [the sun[ with looks of awe; |
| And having climb'd the steep-up heavenly hill, |
And when he climbs that hill to heaven [ascends back into the sky], |
| Resembling strong youth in his middle age, |
Like a strong young man in the prime of life, |
| yet mortal looks adore his beauty still, |
Mortals still worship his glory, |
| Attending on his golden pilgrimage; |
Watching closely his climb into the sky; |
| But when from highmost pitch, with weary car, |
But when from his zenith he, with his weary horses [car=chariot], |
| Like feeble age, he reeleth from the day, |
Staggers away from the day like he is old and feeble, |
| The eyes, 'fore duteous, now converted are |
The eyes [of men], before dutiful, now turn away from him |
| From his low tract and look another way: |
They turn away from his path in the sky and look elsewhere: |
| So thou, thyself out-going in thy noon, |
So you, youself on your way to old age, |
| Unlook'd on diest, unless thou get a son. |
You will die unregarded [like the sun], unless you have a son. |
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