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Sonnets Thomas Bailey Aldrich	ENAMOURED ARCHITECT OF AIRY...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: April Helen Hunt Jackson	No days such honored days as these! While yet Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide For some fair thing which should forever bide On earth, her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: August Helen Hunt Jackson	Silence again. The glorious symphony Hath need of pause and interval of peace. Some subtle signal bids all sweet sounds cease, Save hum of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: December Helen Hunt Jackson	The lakes of ice gleam bluer than the lakes Of water 'neath the summer sunshine gleamed: Far fairer than when placidly it streamed, The brook its...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: February Helen Hunt Jackson	Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white; And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still; No sign of spring, save that the catkins fill, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: January Helen Hunt Jackson	O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire, What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn Dismayed, and think thy snow a sculptured urn Of death!...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: July Helen Hunt Jackson	Some flowers are withered and some joys have died; The garden reeks with an East Indian scent From beds where gillyflowers stand weak and spent; ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: June Helen Hunt Jackson	O month whose promise and fulfilment blend, And burst in one! it seems the earth can store In all her roomy house no treasure more; Of all her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: March Helen Hunt Jackson	Month which the warring ancients strangely styled The month of war,--as if in their fierce ways Were any month of peace!--in thy rough days I find...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: May Helen Hunt Jackson	O Month when they who love must love and wed! Were one to go to worlds where May is naught, And seek to tell the memories he had brought From...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: November Helen Hunt Jackson	This is the treacherous month when autumn days With summer's voice come bearing summer's gifts. Beguiled, the pale down-trodden aster lifts Her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: October Helen Hunt Jackson	The month of carnival of all the year, When Nature lets the wild earth go its way, And spend whole seasons on a single day. The spring-time holds...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Calendar of Sonnets: September Helen Hunt Jackson	O golden month! How high thy gold is heaped! The yellow birch-leaves shine like bright coins strung On wands; the chestnut's yellow pennons tongue ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Sequence of Sonnets on the Death of Robert Browning Algernon Charles Swinburne	I1. The clearest eyes in all the world they read . With sense more keen and spirit of sight more true . Than burns and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: I Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	If the past year were offered me again, With choice of good and ill before me set. Should I be wiser for the bliss and pain And dare to choose that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: II Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Nay, dear one, ask me not to leave thee yet. Let me a little longer hold thy hand. Too soon it is to bid me to forget The joys I was so late to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: III Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Where is the pride for which I once was blamed, My vanity which held its head so high? Who would believe them, seeing me thus tamed, Thus subject,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: IV Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Should ever the day come when this drear world Shall read the secret which so close I hold, Should taunts and jeers at my bowed head be hurled, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: IX Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	The day draws nigh, methinks, when I could stay Calm in thy presence with no dream of ill, When, having put all earthliness away, I could be near...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: V Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Whate'er the cost to me, with this farewell, I shall not see thee, speak to thee again. If some on Earth must feel the pangs of Hell, Mine only be it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: VI Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	What have I lost? The faith I had that Right Must surely prove itself than Ill more strong. For see how little my poor prayers had might To save me,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: VII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	What have I gained? A little charity? I never more may dare to fling a stone At any weakness, nor make boast that I A better fence or fortitude had...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: VIII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	I sue thee not for pity on my case. If I have sinned, the judgment has begun. My joy was but one day of all the days, And clouds have blotted it and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: X Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Love, ere I go, forgive me each least wrong, Each trouble I unwittingly have wrought. My heart, my life, my tears to thee belong; Yet have I erred,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: XI Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Wild words I write, and lettered in deep pain, To lay in your loved hand as love's farewell. It is the thought we shall not meet again Nerves me to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)