Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SCORN NOW THE SONNET, by DANIEL MACINTYRE HENDERSON


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SCORN NOW THE SONNET, by                    
First Line: Scorn now the sonnet -- that enchanted reed
Last Line: The ringing splendor of the sonneteer?
Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; Sonnet (as Literary Form)


Scorn now the sonnet -- that enchanted reed
Italia wrought for Will of Avon's art;
Which in his blindness solaced Milton's heart;
Which rallied Sidney in his hour of need;
Which Wordsworth lifted, loveliness to plead;
Whereon Brooke sang the warrior's valorous part
Is now a penny flute in any mart --
Yea, Petrarch's pipe is as a broken weed!
Hark now these quavers -- poets their lips setting
To sing moon fancies on the sturdy horn --
Enamored of its glory, and forgetting
This trumpet for sublimity was born!
Hark, how it trembles! Shall we no more hear
The ringing splendor of the sonneteer?





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