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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...THE DEBT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR CHAMBER MUSIC: 36 by JAMES JOYCE TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: PAUL REVERE'S RIDE [APRIL 1775] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW GIVE ME THY HEART by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): EROS AND HIS MOTHER by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS THE FAR-OFF DAY by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A BALLAD FOR A BOY by WILLIAM JOHNSON CORY DOG-FENNEL by HAROLD LENOIR DAVIS A PICTURE OF HIS TIMES, WITH OCCASIONAL REFLECTIONS by PHILIP FRENEAU |
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