Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET: 3, by ROBERT SOUTHEY



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First Line: Not to thee, bedford! Mournful is the tale
Last Line: With rarely-sprinkled leaves, casting a trembling shade.
Subject(s): Aging; Blessings; Friendship; Sonnet (as Literary Form)


NOT to thee, Bedford! mournful is the tale
Of days departed. Time in his career
Arraigns not thee that the neglected year
Hath past unheeded onward. To the vale
Of years thou journeyest; may the future road
Be pleasant as the past! and on my friend
Friendship and love, best blessings! still attend,
Till full of days he reach the calm abode
Where nature slumbers. Lovely is the age
Of virtue: with such reverence we behold
The silver hairs, as some gray oak grown old
That whilom mocked the rushing tempest's rage,
Now like the monument of strength decayed,
With rarely-sprinkled leaves, casting a trembling shade.





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