Poems about Sonnet

• To A False Friend

  Our hands have met, but not our hearts;
  Our hands will never meet again.

  by Thomas Hood 15 lines, 4 comments
• The Unknown Soldier

  We did not bury him deep enough; break up the monument,
  Open the tomb, strip off the flags and the flowers

  by Douglas Alexander Stewart 14 lines, 65,535 comments
• Le Mort Joyeux (The Joyful Corpse)

  Dans une terre grasse et pleine d'escargots
  Je veux creuser moi-même une fosse profonde,

  by Charles Baudelaire 114 lines
• A Broken Friendship

  If this be friendship--that one broken hour
  (O fragile link in all the loving years!)

  by Charles Hanson Towne 13 lines
• The Pleasures Of Love

  I do not care for kisses. "Tis a debt
  We paid for the first privilege of love.

  by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt 13 lines, 1 comment
• Tuércele El Cuello Al Cisne...

  Tuércele el cuello al cisne de engañoso plumaje
  que da su nota blanca al azul de la fuente;

  by Enrique Gonzalez Martinez 16 lines, 1 comment
• Waking

  Before my senses or my soul awake,
  Sorrow begins to stir within my heart;

  by Frances Anne Kemble 14 lines
• Silence

  There is a silence where hath been no sound,
  There is a silence where no sound may be,

  by Thomas Hood 14 lines
• To One Who Would Make A Confession

  Oh! leave the past to buy its own dead.
  The past is naught to us, the present all.

  by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt 14 lines, 65,535 comments
• Sonnet II

  As strong, as deep, as wide as is the sea,
  Though by the wind made restless as the wind,

  by Francis William Bourdillon 14 lines
• Sonnet XXVI: "When we two parted, on a summer day"

  When we two parted, on a summer day,
  With lingering hands, with sobs, with swimming eyes,

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• The Light

  There is no shadow where my love is laid;
  For (ever thus I fancy in my dream

  by Henry Cuyler Bunner 16 lines
• Sleep

  O Sleep, thou kindest minister to man,
  Silent distiller of the balm of rest,

  by James Weldon Johnson 13 lines
• Sonnet LXV: Is love a pleasure or a pain in mask"

  Is love a pleasure or a pain in mask,
  The more to lure us on to final woe,

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• Sonnet to Ocean

  Shall I rebuke thee, Ocean, my old love,
  That once, in rage, with the wild winds at strife,

  by Thomas Hood 14 lines
• The Runner

  As when at Delphi, Thymus close behind,
  He flew through stadium to applause's roar,

  by Jose Maria de Heredia y Giraud 17 lines
• "My Heart Is Sick With Longing"

  My heart is sick with longing, tho' I feed
  On hope; Time goes with such a heavy pace

  by Thomas Hood 14 lines
• Wordsworth

  Two voices are there: one is of the deep;
  It learns the storm cloud's thunderous melody,

  by James Kenneth Stephen 14 lines
• Sonnet CCXLI: There is no greater sorrow, Dante said"

  There is no greater sorrow, Dante said,
  Than to remember happy days in grief.

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet XXXVII: "Time masks, but cannot bound my love for thee"

  Time masks, but cannot bound my love for thee;
  All the year's changes, the bud, bloom, and fall

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• To the Divine Mountains

  Blue glaciers, peaks of marble, granite, slate,
  Moraines whence winds from Begle to Nethou

  by Jose Maria de Heredia y Giraud 0 lines
• Sonnet XXXVI: "If dreaming of thee be a waste of time"

  If dreaming of thee be a waste of time,
  My endless sin I can but frankly own;

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet CXXX: "Stand fast amidst the darkness! Ah! my dear"

  Stand fast amidst the darkness! Ah! my dear,
  'Tis easy loving where the sunshine falls,

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• A Emma

  No sientas que te falte
  el don de hablar que te arrebata el cielo,

  by Jose Marti 16 lines
• Sonnet I

  Oft had I felt, like pure Endymion,
  Such love for the sweet moon, that I had well

  by Francis William Bourdillon 14 lines
• Sonnet CXII: "Gone, gone! The rayless window sheds no light"

  Gone, gone! The rayless window sheds no light
  Upon my upturned eyes; the graceful girl

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• Tepidarium

  O'er their soft limbs has myrrh its fragrance shed;
  And bathed in warmth beneath December's skies

  by Jose Maria de Heredia y Giraud 17 lines
• Sonnet CCII: "Love stirs the pulses of my deeper thought"

  Love stirs the pulses of my deeper thought,
  Muses on things that were and things to be,

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• Sonnet CXXXII: "Love has no triumph and no future crown"

  Love has no triumph and no future crown
  For feeble hearts, that cannot stand the test

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet LXXXIII: "I, like thy shadow, am a part of thee"

  I, like thy shadow, am a part of thee.
  In vain thou fliest: the level desert plain--

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines

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