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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN ITALIAN SONNET-SEQUENCE: 3, by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT Poet's Biography First Line: Though love capricious vex the dial's pace Last Line: Still I would be thy subject, king of fears. Subject(s): Love | |||
Though love capricious vex the dial's pace And run or halt, but will not tamely go; And night with all her starry signs will know, While to the day he yields night's dreaming place; Though from my love hope sternly hide her face, Turning meek love away in shame and woe: Or raze the seasons' boundaries and bestow One wintry name on all the four embrace; -- Love, prison me, lest I a traitor prove And don the uniform that Stoics wear, Impervious to laughter, scorn or tears. Were all the hours, torturers of love, Memory a pang and onward look despair, Still I would be thy subject, King of Fears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A CALL TO PRAYER by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT |
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