Sonnet XXVI

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Sonnet XXVI

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Sonnet XXVI Sonnet XXVI

Poem by: xallever

Genre: Poetry

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Poem by: xallever

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Genre: Poetry

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Summary

A Shakespearan sonnet.
The poet's attempt to cheer his beloved up.

Summary

A Shakespearan sonnet.
The poet's attempt to cheer his beloved up.

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Submitted: March 18, 2013

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Submitted: March 18, 2013

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In this very temple I wish to cleanse
My soul, my cries, the agonies of life.
But harrowing sorrows too oft I sense;
Hurrying growth, exchanging peace with strife!
What offerings of joy have but a man
For a temple holy and full of grace?
Dare I a mortal soul to lend a hand
For one so blest, so beautiful a face?
Save faith, my boast is but an empty lie;
So pray, I pray, she may but joy receive.
For oft those streams of tears I ask her why:
'Rewards of life in years to come, don't grieve.'
Such saintly exceed her earthly host,
Deserving praise of all great poets most!


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