Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: ILLUSIONS, by CONSTANCE CAROLINE WOODHILL NADEN Poet's Biography First Line: Not in the heavens alone is truth renowned Last Line: To sparkle still, when dawns the golden day. Subject(s): Truth | ||||||||
NOT in the heavens alone is Truth renowned; Sad human hearts, that seem to love her less, Even in mutiny her power confess: We speak in fables, and are compassed round With poesy, distilling song from sound, Colour from light, and hope from happiness; Subliming weakness, yearning, and distress, To that high faith wherewith our life is crowned. All fair deceits are prophets of the truth, E'en as the desert mirage tells a tale Of palms and wells, real, though far away: The star-bright hopes that light the world's dim youth Are not too brilliant, but too silvery pale, To sparkle still, when dawns the golden day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INCLINED TO SPEAK by LAWRENCE JOSEPH WHAT IS TRUTH? by JOHN BOWRING EVERYTHING THAT ACTS IS ACTUAL by DENISE LEVERTOV LYING MY HEAD OFF by CATE MARVIN TRUTH SERUM by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE FROST AND HIS ENEMIES by ROBERT BLY A LETTER by CONSTANCE CAROLINE WOODHILL NADEN |
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