Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET, TO GENEVRA, by GEORGE GORDON BYRON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Thine eyes' blue tenderness, thy long fair hair Last Line: With nought remorse can claim -- nor virtue scorn. Alternate Author Name(s): Byron, Lord; Byron, 6th Baron Subject(s): Beauty | ||||||||
THINE eyes' blue tenderness, thy long fair hair, And the wan lustre of thy features -- caught From contemplation -- where serenely wrought, Seems Sorrow's softness charm'd from its despair -- Have thrown such speaking sadness in thine air, That -- but I know thy blessed bosom fraught With mines of unalloy'd and stainless thought -- I should have deem'd thee doom'd to earthly care. With such an aspect, by his colours blent, When from his beauty-breathing pencil born (Except that thou hast nothing to repent), The Magdalen of Guido saw the morn -- Such seem'st thou -- but how much more excellent! With nought Remorse can claim -- nor Virtue scorn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN DIVINELY SUPERFLUOUS BEAUTY by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE BEAUTY OF THINGS by ROBINSON JEFFERS HOPE IS NOT FOR THE WISE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LIFE FROM THE LIFELESS by ROBINSON JEFFERS REARMAMENT by ROBINSON JEFFERS SHANE ONEILLS CAIRN by ROBINSON JEFFERS ALL IS VANITY, SAITH THE PREACHER' by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |
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