Sonnet XVI
Behold thine hostage indigo eye bright Mighty pools of blue that command the sea Righteous as the envious morning light For in thy gaze all worlds do turn to thee Fair aspect of majesty born of grace Music of thy soul in endless measure Whom thou do givest life in every place Tell of […]
Sonnet XV
Hatred hath found a friend in thy fear; For such distaste can sour intention brave Faded dream thou art false companion dear For lost be all hope and n’er goodness save If tears had lips, n’er kind words hath giv’n thee Mine brother with skin as night hath no reprieve That grave loss would bear […]