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Poem April 15, 1825

Constitutional Whig

Richmond, Virginia

What is this article about?

A sonnet using nature imagery to illustrate the fleeting joys of earthly life, the onset of sorrow, and the absence of true hope below, advising to seek peace in heavenly realms.

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From the United States Literary Gazette.

SONNET.

Sweet are the flowers that morning's light displays,
And sweet the fragrance of the early dews;
But soon shall fade the lustre of their rays,
And evening's hour shall weep their vanished hues.

Fair is the day, without a cloud the sky,
No speck obscures its azure vault serene,-
Hark! 'tis the tempest roars-its terrors nigh,
Rolling its darkness o'er the lovely scene.

And such this earthly course; in youth's gay morn,
Hope spreads her sail, and pleasure soothes the ear,
Till sorrow rends the soul, and biting scorn;
Hope fades and leaves us nothing but a tear.

There is no hope below, nor joy nor peace:-
Go seek them in the realms of heavenly bliss.

What sub-type of article is it?

Sonnet

What themes does it cover?

Religious Faith Death Mourning Nature Seasons

What keywords are associated?

Sonnet Transience Earthly Sorrow Heavenly Bliss Nature Metaphor

Poem Details

Title

Sonnet.

Key Lines

There Is No Hope Below, Nor Joy Nor Peace: Go Seek Them In The Realms Of Heavenly Bliss.

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