. Lyrics from a library . THE SONNET What is the sonnet? Tis a lovely flowerOf fourteen perfect petals! From the bloomExhales so soft, so subtle a perfume That it has sweetened many an empty hour; Born in a beautiful Italian bower,Fair root it found beneath the glow and gloomOf changeful English skies, and welcome room In other climes, each richer for its dower. What passionate attar Shakespeare from it won 1How it for Milton bourgeoned, and how Keats Nurtured it gladly in his garden-close!Still in its heart hide undiscovered sweets;So, poets, put your fondest care thereon,As doth a gardener o

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. Lyrics from a library . THE SONNET What is the sonnet? Tis a lovely flowerOf fourteen perfect petals! From the bloomExhales so soft, so subtle a perfume That it has sweetened many an empty hour; Born in a beautiful Italian bower,Fair root it found beneath the glow and gloomOf changeful English skies, and welcome room In other climes, each richer for its dower. What passionate attar Shakespeare from it won 1How it for Milton bourgeoned, and how Keats Nurtured it gladly in his garden-close!Still in its heart hide undiscovered sweets;So, poets, put your fondest care thereon,As doth a gardener on his rarest rose!.

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