Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET, by HENRY KING (1592-1669)


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First Line: Tell me, you stars that our affections move
Last Line: Bind up all love within my frozen veins.
Subject(s): Transience; Impermanence


TELL me, you stars that our affections move,
Why made ye me that cruel one to love?
Why burns my heart her scorned sacrifice,
Whose breast is hard as crystal, cold as ice?

God of Desire! if all thy votaries
Thou thus repay, succession will grow wise;
No sighs for incense at thy shrine shall smoke,
Thy rites will be despis'd, thy altars broke.

O! or give her my flame to melt that snow
Which yet unthaw'd does on her bosom grow;
Or make me ice, and with her crystal chains
Bind up all love within my frozen veins.





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