The Wayward Wish of a Married Woman

What fool would dare
To cast the Sun from out the skies?
Or seek to steal the eyes
Which gaze upon Her glory?
And yet,
Were my heart free from other ties
I would perhaps devise
A means to change this story

It is, alas, a case long lost
And time may not recover
For you do love where none may woo
And I have wed another