Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, HASTINGS' SONNETS: 4, by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES



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HASTINGS' SONNETS: 4, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: To-morrow will the music of their cries
Last Line: And deems it wiser spell than learning's lores.
Subject(s): Hastings, Henry (1551-1650)


To-morrow will the music of their cries
Pierce through the shadowy solitudes again,
As with the dawn he to the covert hies,
And seeks his prey amid the sylvan reign.
Behold the merry men chanting in his train,
See how the coy stag listens with surprise!
In troops they hasten to their depths again;
And with big tears his fate the mark'd one eyes.
Groans through the forest, echoes from the hills,
A mingled day of joy and grief proclaim:
A tempest gathers, and the welkin fills,
And for another morning saves the game.
Then on the Book of Sports the veteran pores,
And deems it wiser spell than learning's lores.





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