Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET: 19, by RICHARD BARNFIELD


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SONNET: 19, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Ah no; nor I my selfe: though my pure love
Last Line: Are dearest unto me, as doth ensue.
Alternate Author Name(s): Barnefield, Richard
Subject(s): Ganymede (mythology); Beauty; Love - Erotic; Gays & Lesbians; Homoeroticism; Lesbians; Gay Women; Gay Men


Ah no; nor I my selfe: though my pure love
(Sweete Ganymede) to thee hath still beene pure,
And even till my last gaspe shall aie endure,
Could ever thy obdurate beuty move:
Then cease oh Goddesse sonne (for sure thou art,
A Goddesse sonne that canst resist desire)
Cease thy hard heart, and entertaine loves fire,
Within thy sacred breast: by Natures art.
And as I love thee more than any Creature,
(Love thee, because thy beautie is divine;
Love thee, because my selfe, my soule is thine:
Wholie devoted to thy lovelie feature)
Even so of all the vowels, I and U,
Are dearest unto me, as doth ensue.





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