Poems about Sonnet

• To An Enthusiast

  Young ardent soul, graced with fair Nature's truth,
  Spring warmth of heart, and fervency of mind,

  by Thomas Hood 14 lines
• Sonnet CCXXXIII: "Half that we learn is wisdom to the heart"

  Half that we learn is wisdom of the heart,
  Which owes but little to the probing brain--

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet On Receiving A Gift

  Look how the golden ocean shines above
  Its pebbly stones, and magnifies their girth;

  by Thomas Hood 14 lines
• Sonnet LXXVII: "Thus in her absence is my fancy cool"

  Thus in her absence is my fancy cool:
  And then my schemes of purity designed

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet CCLV: "If it be sin, as rigid men aver"

  If it be sin, as rigid men aver,
  To love, as we have loved, above the law

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• Sonnet XXXII: "The waves of busy life that whirling go"

  The waves of busy life that whirling go
  Through thy long streets, O city of my birth,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet XLVIII: "Oh! I have touched the blazing crown of bliss"

  Oh! I have touched the blazing crown of bliss,
  Reached the last summit, where to breathe and stand,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet CCL: "As here I sit and dally with the pen"

  As here I sit and dally with the pen
  That daily sins against thy loveliness,

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• Sonnet CCXII: "Cast on the lily's cheek the rose's glow"

  Cast on the lily's cheek the rose's glow,
  And while the world with morning dew is wet,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet XCI: "When this warm hand is cold in death, and all"

  When this warm hand is cold in death, and all
  The wide world over thou may'st seek in vain

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• Sonnet CCIX: "When first I met thee, as thou know'st, I stood"

  When first I met thee, as thou know 'st, I stood
  Dumb and abashed beneath thy splendid eyes;

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• Sonnet XCVIII: "Within this realm, sweet Lady, thou art queen"

  Within this realm, sweet Lady, thou art queen--
  Queen? Goddess, rather; for upon thy will

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• To England

  Lear and Cordelia! 't was an ancient tale
  Before thy Shakespeare gave it deathless fame:

  by George Henry Boker 33 lines
• Sonnet XXIV: "Farewell once more,--and yet again farewell!"

  Farewell once more,--and yet again farewell!
  I cannot quit thee. On thy lips I press

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• Sonnet CCXVI: "I write too coldly and I write too much"

  "I write too coldly and I write too much!"
  The more, the colder seems whate'er I write,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• La Transparente Luz del Mediodía

  La transparente luz del mediodía
  filtraba por los bordes paralelos

  by Severo Sarduy 20 lines
• Sonnet XXXIV: "I know, O Lord, the summer fields are green"

  I know, O Lord, the summer fields are green,
  And the rich splendor of the summer air

  by George Henry Boker 15 lines
• Sonnet CCLXIX: "Her nose is not the rigid Phidian line"

  Her nose is not the rigid Phidian line,
  From tip straight upward to the low-grown hair,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet CCXLVI: "This comfort only have I in my woes"

  This comfort only have I in my woes,--
  To feed my heart upon thy pictured face,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet XXXIX: "Sometimes when loitering by the bitter shore"

  Sometimes when loitering by the bitter shore
  Where brood the shadows of the things to be,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet CXCI: "Absence from thee is something worse than death"

  Absence from thee is something worse than death;
  For to the heart that slumbers in the shroud,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet CXLIII: "I know the days are heavy on thy hands"

  I know the days are heavy on thy hands,
  Thy lonely pillow wet with many a tear,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet CXXXVI: "Except these flights of song, I nothing have"

  Except these flights of song, I nothing have,
  As consolation for thy absence, Dear;

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet CLIX: "Oh! what a hollow and a bootless thing"

  Oh! what a hollow and a bootless thing
  Is human life, to sum it all in all,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Matin d'Octobre

  C'est l'heure exquise et matinale
  Que rougit un soleil soudain.

  by Francois Coppee 16 lines, 2 comments
• Sonnet XCIII: "Death clutches at my darling now and then"

  Death clutches at my darling now and then,
  And leaves a scar, or plucks a tress of hair;

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet CLXXXIX: "Another picture of my love I have"

  Another picture of my Love I have,
  Painted in colors that will never fade-

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• Sonnet CXLVII: "I but half uttered what I purported, dear"

  I but half uttered what I purposed, dear:
  I should have said that if divided grief

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines
• La Vida Humana

  Velas de amor en golfos de ternura
  vuela mi pobre corazón al viento

  by Ramon de Campoamor y Campoosorio 17 lines
• Sonnet CCLXXIV: "Such of her beauties as the world may see"

  Such of her beauties as the world may see,
  Whose eyes escort her eagerly around,

  by George Henry Boker 13 lines

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