(WITH THE COUNTESS CLE RASPONI OF RAVENNA) A NOBLE Lady of the Italian shore, Lovely and young, herself a happy bride, Commands a verse, and will not be denied, From me a wandering Englishman; I tore One sonnet, but invoke the muse once more To hail these gentle hearts which Love has tied, In Youth, Birth, Beauty, genially allied, And blest with Virtue's soul and Fortune's store. A sweeter language and a luckier bard Were worthier of your hopes, Auspicious Pair! And of the sanctity of Hymen's shrine, But, -- since I cannot but obey the Fair, To render your new state your true reward, May your Fate be like Hers, and unlike mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET ON SITTING DOWN TO READ KING LEAR ONCE AGAIN by JOHN KEATS THE ANGEL IN THE HOUSE: BOOK 1. CANTO 2. PRELUDE: LOVE AT LARGE by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE THE ETERNAL GOODNESS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER KNOWLEDGE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH CHRISTMAS AFTER WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES ANNIVERSARIUM BAPTISMI (1) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |