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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET, by ANTOINE GODEAU Poet's Biography First Line: The sun embosomed by the waves, doth sleep Last Line: And must die every night his life to save. | |||
THE Sun, embosomed by the waves, doth sleep, And silence doth o'er hill and valley reign; The Zephyr's gentle breath alone is fain, With softest tremor, through the boughs to creep. No more the songs of birds the forest steep, And the kind conjuror of care and pain-- Slumber--to peaceful fountain's soothing strain, Charms with its gifts the shepherd and his sheep. But I alone, of cruel grief the thrall, See 'scape mine eyes, sleep, which I vainly call, And anxious waking draws me to the grave. How strange a yoke man's nature doth oppress! Who to be happy must lose consciousness, And must die every night his life to save. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HUMBLE-BEE by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE KINGS by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY CHURCH MONUMENTS by GEORGE HERBERT ST. JOHN'S, CAMBRIDGE; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW I HAVE PRAYED by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS THE ENEMY by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 45 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |
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