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Sonnet 1 (go Valentine And Tell That Lovely Maid) Post by :clickit Category :Poems Author :Robert Southey Date :March 2011 Read :1753

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Sonnet 1 (go Valentine And Tell That Lovely Maid)

Go Valentine and tell that lovely maid
Whom Fancy still will pourtray to my sight,
How her Bard lingers in this sullen shade,
This dreary gloom of dull monastic night.
Say that from every joy of life remote
At evening's closing hour he quits the throng,
Listening alone the ring-dove's plaintive note
Who pours like him her solitary song.
Say that her absence calls the sorrowing sigh,
Say that of all her charms he loves to speak,
In fancy feels the magic of her eye,
In fancy views the smile illume her cheek,
Courts the lone hour when Silence stills the grove
And heaves the sigh of Memory and of Love.





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Robert Southey's poem: Sonnet 1 (go Valentine And Tell That Lovely Maid)

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