Sonnets written chiefly during a tour through Holland, Germany, Italy, Turkey, and Hungary. By Lady Emmeline Stuart Wortley |
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[I cannot rule my thoughts that round one theme]
I cannot rule my thoughts that round one themeHang, like to swarming bees, till All grow One!—
And yet that theme I fain would learn to shun.
It is my Life's too fair, but fatal dream—
Too dangerous do its deep enchantments seem,
But dearer than my Soul!—undone!—undone!—
I cannot rule my thoughts; each rising sun
Sees me still drifting farther down the stream!
Oh! fearful stream of Passion!—wave by wave
Dost thou engulph my Being!—must it be?—
Is there no power to strengthen or to save?
No tokens of a change these eyes can see:
Days past and days to come one likeness have.
I know my Future so, it seems a Memory!
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