Edward, Lord Herbert of Cherbury - Sonnet of Black Beauty lyrics

Black beauty, which above that common light, Whose Power can no colours here renew But those which darkness can again subdue, Do'st still remain unvary'd to the sight, And like an object equal to the view, Art neither chang'd with day, nor hid with night When all these colours which the world call bright, And which old Poetry doth so persue, Are with the night so perished and gone, That of their being there remains no mark, Thou still abidest so intirely one, That we may know thy blackness is a spark Of light inaccessible, and alone Our darkness which can make us think it dark.