William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Sonnets Xxxiii: Full Many A Glorious Morning Have I Seen - Poem by William Shakespeare

Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face
And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Even so my sun one early morn did shine
With all-triumphant splendour on my brow;
But out, alack! he was but one hour mine;
The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now.
Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;
Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.


Comments about Sonnets Xxxiii: Full Many A Glorious Morning Have I Seen by William Shakespeare

  • Rookie - 178 Points Brian Jani (4/26/2014 4:27:00 PM)

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  • Gold Star - 14,700 Points * Sunprincess * (10/18/2012 11:39:00 PM)

    love the sunrises and love this poem..a beautiful tribute.. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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