Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET: 52, by MICHELANGELO BUONARROTI


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SONNET: 52, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: No mortal object did these eyes behold
Last Line: Even here below, but more in heaven above.
Alternate Author Name(s): Michel Angelo
Subject(s): Italian Renaissance


NO mortal object did these eyes behold
When first they met the placid light of thine,
And my Soul felt her destiny divine,
And hope of endless peace in me grew bold:
Heaven-born, the Soul a heaven-ward course must hold;
Beyond the visible world she soars to seek
(For what delights the sense is false and weak)
Ideal Form, the universal mould.
The wise man, I affirm, can find no rest
In that which perishes: nor will he lend
His heart to aught which doth on time depend.
'Tis sense, unbridled will, and not true love,
That kills the soul: love betters what is best,
Even here below, but more in heaven above.







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