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The night that breeds dark clouds of rankling dolour Within azure sky of my mind’s great earth, Delusive affection of thine enlivened fervour, Of joy of life and lustre triggers dearth. Thou rememb’rest those fragrant ways trodden, Back i’th’ longest journey where spring ablaze Laid the flowers blown down the wood and burden Our lives like memories galore in craze. O Fair! Let me know what paineth thee Such sheer that thou afflictest thy lord. Bleak is his heart, contriving ‘nother plea, It haileth thy love to set the erstwhile concord. However far thou fleest inflicting pain, Shalt still thou find a peerless love of no stain.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 11:57 AM UTC
Sonnet 4
The night that breeds dark clouds of rankling dolour Within azure sky of my mind’s great earth, Delusive affection of thine enlivened fervour, Of joy of life and lustre triggers dearth. Thou rememb’rest those fragrant ways trodden, Back i’th’ longest journey where spring ablaze Laid the flowers blown down the wood and burden Our lives like memories galore in craze. O Fair! Let me know what paineth thee Such sheer that thou afflictest thy lord. Bleak is his heart, contriving ‘nother plea, It haileth thy love to set the erstwhile concord. However far thou fleest inflicting pain, Shalt still thou find a peerless love of no stain.
sarban-bhattacharya
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 11:57 AM UTC
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