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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET, by LOUISE LABE Poet's Biography First Line: O soft brown eyes, o glances turned away Last Line: That not one spark upon yourself you turn. Alternate Author Name(s): La Belle Cordiere | |||
O SOFT brown eyes, O glances turned away, O burning sighs, and tears so often shed, Dark nights in vain awaited, vainly fled, And O, the vain returns of shining day. O sad complaints, O longings nought can stay, O useless toils, O time all vainly sped, O thousand deaths in thousand nets outspread, O still worse woes for me their destined prey. O hand, arms, fingers, laughter, forehead, hair; O voice, and plaintiff lute, and viol rare; So many flames one woman's heart to burn. I blame you of so many fires possest, Which from so many sources scorch my breast, That not one spark upon yourself you turn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON BRODSKY'S COLLECTED by MICHAEL S. HARPER MARIANNA ALCOFORANDO by SARA TEASDALE GOOD COMPANY by KARLE WILSON BAKER DORA VERSUS ROSE by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON ON A LUTE FOUND IN A SARCOPHAGUS by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE |
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