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AN ITALIAN SONNET-SEQUENCE: 11, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: As one who plays a lovingly-held lyre
Last Line: Aye, fight and conquer yet in distant lands.
Subject(s): Love; Music & Musicians


As one who plays a lovingly-held lyre
Deep in the night, till dreams his lids surprise,
When his friend softly pillows him and tries
To free the fingers from the close-clasped wire
That, smitten, sounds alarm to rouse its sire;
So gently loose my love from one that plies
Sweet music for my soul -- from memories, --
Vain, backward yearnings when I ought aspire.
Not as a frightened mother flings afar
A poisonous weed her little child grasped tight;
But as a mother takes her daughter's hands
That clasp a husband's neck, he pledged for war, --
So loosen love from that stern self must fight,
Aye, fight and conquer yet in distant lands.





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