Sweet To The Gay Of Heart Is Summer's Smile [sonnet]

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Title:     Sweet To The Gay Of Heart Is Summer's Smile [sonnet]
Author: Henry Kirk White [More Titles by White]

Sweet to the gay of heart is Summer's smile,
Sweet the wild music of the laughing Spring;
But ah! my soul far other scenes beguile,
Where gloomy storms their sullen shadows fling.
Is it for me to strike the Idalian string--
Raise the soft music of the warbling wire,
While in my ears the howls of furies ring,
And melancholy waste the vital fire?
Away with thoughts like these--To some lone cave
Where howls the shrill blast, and where sweeps the wave,
Direct my steps; there, in the lonely drear,
I'll sit remote from worldly noise, and muse
Till through my soul shall Peace her balm infuse,
And whisper sounds of comfort in mine ear.

[The end]
Henry Kirk White's poem: Sweet To The Gay Of Heart Is Summer's Smile [sonnet]

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