A Picture At Newstead [Sonnet]

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Title:     A Picture At Newstead [Sonnet]
Author: Matthew Arnold [More Titles by Arnold]

What made my heart, at Newstead, fullest swell?--
'Twas not the thought of Byron, of his cry
Stormily sweet, his Titan-agony;
It was the sight of that Lord Arundel

Who struck, in heat, his child he loved so well,
And his child's reason flicker'd, and did die.
Painted (he will'd it) in the gallery
They hang; the picture doth the story tell.

Behold the stern, mail'd father, staff in hand!
The little fair-hair'd son, with vacant gaze,
Where no more lights of sense or knowledge are!

Methinks the woe, which made that father stand
Baring his dumb remorse to future days,
Was woe than Byron's woe more tragic far.

[The end]
Matthew Arnold's poem: Picture At Newstead [sonnet]

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