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SONNET: 6 by MICHELANGELO BUONARROTI

First Line: O BLESSED ONES UP IN THE SKY
Last Line: Are many to who serve in tears!
Subject(s): HEAVEN; LIFE;
'' O BLESSED ones up in the sky,
Refreshed by tears we shed in vain,
Yonder doth love still rule for pain,
Or hath death willed it otherwise?''
Here where eternal quiet lies
Our love is purged of bitterness,
Of envy and despairful tears!''
Then living were my worst distress,
Since earthly love is prey to fears.
If friend of lovers Heaven appears
To whom this graceless world deals scorn,
What is in store for me, love-lorn?
Long life? Nay, direful thought, few years
Are many to who serve in tears!



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