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SONNET by GEORGE LUNT

First Line: OH FRIEND, WHOSE GENIAL SPIRIT, BY THE GIFT
Last Line: THE STEADFAST LUSTRE OF A SOBER JOY.
Subject(s): SONNET (AS LITERARY FORM);
OH friend, whose genial spirit, by the gift
Of a most bounteous nature, flings a shower
Of magic light along life's shadowed hour;
As when day's sovereign lord, behind the rift
Of summer's brooding cloud, but looks, to lift
Incumbent heaviness from earth and sky,
With the bright beam of his exulting eye;
Think not the spirit's course, whose silent drift
Flows on more calmly than the sparkling stream,
Is sad though thoughtful, or must, therefore, seem
From secret care to need some healing shrift;
Thine be, forever fresh and never coy,
The soul's bright mood; yet not less cheerful deem
The steadfast lustre of a sober joy.



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