Top 100 Poems About: SONNET

In this page, poems on / about “sonnet” are listed.
  • 1.
    Sonnet Lxxxi

    And now you're mine. Rest with your dream in my dream.
    Love and pain and work should all sleep, now.
    The night turns on its invisible wheels,
    and you are pure beside me as a sleeping amber. read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 2.
    His Last Sonnet

    Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art! -
    Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,
    And watching, with eternal lids apart,
    Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, read more »

    John Keats
  • 3.
    Sonnet Xi

    I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
    Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
    Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
    I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 4.
    Sonnet Viii

    If your eyes were not the color of the moon,
    of a day full [here, interrupted by the baby waking -- continued about 26
    hours later ]
    of a day full of clay, and work, and fire, read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 5.
    Sonnet- Silence

    There are some qualities- some incorporate things,
    That have a double life, which thus is made
    A type of that twin entity which springs
    From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade. read more »

    Edgar Allan Poe
  • 6.
    Sonnet Vii: How Soon Hath Time, The Subtle Thief Of Youth

    How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
    Stoln on his wing my three and twentieth year!
    My hasting days fly on wtih full career,
    But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th. read more »

    John Milton
  • 7.
    Holy Sonnet X: Death Be Not Proud

    Death, be not proud, though some have callèd thee
    Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
    For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
    Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me. read more »

    John Donne
  • 8.
    Sonnet I

    Dost see how unregarded now
    That piece of beauty passes?
    There was a time when I did vow
    To that alone; read more »

    Sir John Suckling
  • 9.
    Sonnet- To Science

    Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art!
    Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes.
    Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart,
    Vulture, whose wings are dull realities? read more »

    Edgar Allan Poe
  • 10.
    Sonnet- To Zante

    Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers,
    Thy gentlest of all gentle names dost take!
    How many memories of what radiant hours
    At sight of thee and thine at once awake! read more »

    Edgar Allan Poe
  • 11.
    A Memory (From A Sonnet- Sequence)

    Somewhile before the dawn I rose, and stept
    Softly along the dim way to your room,
    And found you sleeping in the quiet gloom,
    And holiness about you as you slept. read more »

    Rupert Brooke
  • 12.

    I am in need of music that would flow
    Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips,
    Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips,
    With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow. read more »

    Elizabeth Bishop
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