| Show Sonnet One morning in the fragrant month of May Faint gradual crimson stained the eastern sky Pale mists began to loiter stealthily One after weak stars paled away E EBright Bright jeweled gossamers in the grasses lay The bees took up their honeyed errantry The nested sparrow opening sleepy eye I c Twittered a tender welcome to the day i iI I waked but saw no mist nor pa palling ling star Felt not the freshening odorous breeze of morn Heard only voiceless soul-deep soul words that said In accents low swift flying from afar From out the dusky past ere life was born At At last he is at peace among the dead G. G R. R in Harvard Advocate e. |
