Sonnet of the Sweet Complaint

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7. TO MUSIC, TO BECALM A SWEET SICK YOUTH Charms, that call down the moon from out her sphere, On this sick youth work your enchantments here! Bind up […]...
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9. Sonnet XXX: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of […]...
10. Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of […]...
11. Sonnet 56: Sweet love, renew thy force, be it not said Sweet love, renew thy force! Be it not said Thy edge should blunter be than appetite, Which but today by […]...
12. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought (Sonnet 30) When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of […]...
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14. Sonnet XXI: A Witless Galant A witless gallant a young wench that woo’d (Yet his dull spirit her not one jot could move), Entreated me, […]...
15. THE Complaint of a Lover SEest thou younder craggy Rock, Whose Head o’er-looks the swelling Main, Where never Shepherd fed his Flock, Or careful Peasant […]...
16. Sweet Love, Sweet Thorn, When Lightly To My Heart Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart I took your thrust, whereby I since am slain, And lie […]...
17. A Lover's Complaint FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this […]...
18. Sonnet XXVI: I Ever Love To Despair I ever love where never hope appears, Yet hope draws on my never-hoping care, And my life’s hope […]...
19. When it was autumn in Eden When it was autumn in Eden And chestnuts held golden leaves Against dimming light, Eve touched her toes on the […]...
20. Dust I HEARD them in their sadness say, “The earth rebukes the thought of God; We are but embers wrapped in […]...
21. Sweet Briars of the Stairways We are happy all the time Even when we fight: Sweet briars of the stairways, Gay fairies of the grime; […]...
22. From the Hymn of Empedocles IS it so small a thing To have enjoy’d the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have […]...
23. Ah, Necromancy Sweet! Ah, Necromancy Sweet! Ah, Wizard erudite! Teach me the skill, That I instil the pain Surgeons assuage in vain, Nor […]...
24. Read Sweet how others strove Read Sweet how others strove Till we are stouter What they renounced Till we are less afraid How many times […]...
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26. Sweet Stay-at-Home Sweet Stay-at-Home, sweet Well-content, Thou knowest of no strange continent; Thou hast not felt thy bosom keep A gentle motion […]...
27. Sonnet 20: A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted A woman’s face with Nature’s own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman’s gentle heart, but […]...
28. That Sweet Flute John Clare That sweet flute John Clare; That broken branch Eddy Whitman; Christopher Smart, in the press of blazing electricity; My uncle […]...
29. Lament Where are those dazzling hills touched by the sun, Those crags in childhood that I used to climb? Hidden, hidden […]...
30. Sympathy There should be no despair for you While nightly stars are burning, While evening pours its silent dew And sunshine […]...
31. Holy Sonnet II: As Due By Many Titles I Resign As due by many titles I resign My self to Thee, O God; first I was made By Thee, and […]...
32. Complaint They call me and I go. It is a frozen road Past midnight, a dust Of snow caught In the […]...
33. Samuel Gardner I who kept the greenhouse, Lover of trees and flowers, Oft in life saw this umbrageous elm, Measuring its generous […]...
34. To His Two Children In the land of Wu the mulberry leaves are green, And thrice the silkworms have gone to sleep. In East […]...
35. The Ring of Stars In order to make a star with five branches Where six would have been the same A circle must first […]...
36. Winter Complaint Now when I have a cold I am careful with my cold, I consult a physician And I do as […]...
37. The Little Cripple's Complaint I’m a helpless cripple child, Gentle Christians, pity me; Once, in rosy health I smiled, Blithe and gay as you […]...
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39. As far from pity, as complaint As far from pity, as complaint As cool to speech as stone As numb to Revelation As if my Trade […]...
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