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



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First Line: Tell me no more how fair she is
Last Line: In that it falls her sacrifice.
Subject(s): Transience; Impermanence


Tell me no more how fair she is,
I have no minde to hear
The story of that distant bliss
I never shall come near:
By sad experience I have found
That her perfection is my wound.
And tell me not how fond I am
To tempt a daring Fate,
From whence no triumph ever came,
But to repent too late:
There is some hope ere long I may
In silence dote my self away.
I ask no pity (Love) from thee,
Nor will thy justice blame,
So that thou wilt not envy mee
The glory of my flame:
Which crowns my heart when ere it dyes,
In that it falls her sacrifice.







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