Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET, by JULJUSZ SLOWACKI


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First Line: Scarce doth the orient sun in heaven appear
Last Line: Yours is so calm, and so tempestuous mine!
Subject(s): Morning


Scarce doth the Orient sun in heaven appear,
And with a glance the valley's depth unshade.
Mists turn to dew, and deck with pearly braid
The crimson roses by the crimsoned mere.
To shine upon me you have scarce drawn near,
And at your feet my life I scarce have laid,
Illusions, mist-like, all begin to fade,
Dissolving into many a dewy tear.
Still, still unblest, though in your heart enshrined,
I to my pains no end can hope to find:
Nay, should time's crawl change to the swiftest run,
And land us both where fadeless splendors shine,
Even there, our souls could never be at one:
Yours is so calm, and so tempestuous mine!






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