Sonnets and Canzonets

by Amos Bronson Alcott

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Sonnets and Canzonets is an unchanged, high-quality reprint of the original edition of 1882. Hansebooks is editor of the literature on different topic areas such as research and science, travel and expeditions, cooking and nutrition, medicine, and other genres.As a publisher we focus on the preservation of historical literature.Many works of historical writers and scientists are available today as antiques only. Hansebooks newly publishes these books and contributes to the preservation of literature which has become rare and historical knowledge for the future.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9783385400900
Publisher:	Outlook Verlag
Publication date:	04/06/2024
Pages:	154
Product dimensions:	6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.50(d)

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"One and the same are love and the gentle heart." (Amor e' 1 cor gentil sono una cosa.) Other Americans have written sonnets-in this ancient faith, —as he, who thus (in that happy season so aptly described by Mr. Alcott, as "Youth's glad morning when the rising East Glows golden with assurance of success, And life itself's a rare continual feast, Enjoyed the more if meditated less,") addressed his own cor gentil: — "My heart, forthlooking in the purple day, Tell me what sweetest image thou may'st see, Fit to be type of thy dear love and thee? Lo ! here where sunshine keeps the wind away, Grow two young violets, — humble lovers they, — With drooping face to face, and breath to breath, They look and kiss and love and laugh at death: — Yon bluebird singing on the scarlet spray chapter{Section 422 THE SONNET AND THE CANZONET. Of the bloomed maple in the blithe spring air, While his mate answers from the wood of pines, And all day long their music ne'er declines; For love their labor is, and love their care. ' These pass with day and spring;' the true heart saith,— ' Forever thou wilt love, and she be fair.'" In the same Italian vein, another and better poet, but with less warmth, touches the same theme, — aThou art like that which is most sweet and fair, A gentle morning in the youth of spring, When the few early birds begin to sing Within the delicate depths of the fine air. Yet shouldst thou these dear beauties much impair, Since thou art better than is everything Which or the woods or skies or green fields bring, And finer thoughts hast thou than they can wear. In the proud sweetness of thy grace I see What lies within, — a pure andsteadfast mind, Which its own mistress is of sanctity, chapter{Section 5And t...