Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume II. Love. 1904. | | | | V. Cautions and Complaints | | “Full many a glorious morning” | | William Shakespeare (1564–1616) |
| | Sonnet XXXIII.
FULL many a glorious morning have I seen | |
| Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, | |
| Kissing with golden face the meadows green, | |
| Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; | |
| Anon permit the basest clouds to ride, | 5 |
| With ugly rack on his celestial face, | |
| And from the forlorn world his visage hide, | |
| Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: | |
| Even so my sun one early morn did shine | |
| With all-triumphant splendor on my brow; | 10 |
| But out, alack! he was but one hour mine, | |
| The region cloud hath masked him from me now. | |
| Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; | |
| Suns of the world may stain when heaven’s sun staineth. | | | | |
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