Sixty-Five Sonnets With Prefatory Remarks on the Accordance of the Sonnet with the Powers of the English Language: Also, A Few Miscellaneous Poems [by Thomas Doubleday] |
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LXII.
Few are the isles that Heaven has form'd more fair,Pouring more luxury of verdure o'er
Than thine oft-sung Ierne; few where more
Man's deeds have poison'd what was made so rare;
Thy softest scenes a murd'rous aspect wear;
We shrink disgusted from the recent gore,
As, at the guilty streaks her forehead bore,
Conrad turn'd shudd'ring from the bright Gulnare.
Falsely, 'mid ornaments of tinsell'd show,
Thy praiseful poets, in their flatt'ring strains,
Have made the emerald's rich, unsullied glow,
A type of thee with thy unwithering plains,
They should have chosen the blood-stone, which would show
At once the greenness and the sanguine stains.
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