Sonnet Xxxiii: I Wake

I wake! delusive phantoms hence, away!
Tempt not the weakness of a lover's breast;
The softest breeze can shake the halcyon's nest,
And lightest clouds o'ercast the dawning ray!
'Twas but a vision! Now, the star of day
Peers, like a gem on Aetna's burning crest!
Wellcome, ye Hills, with golden vintage drest;
Sicilian forests brown, and vallies gay!
A mournful stranger, from the Lesbian Isle,
Not strange, in loftiest eulogy of Song!
She, who could teach the Stoic's cheek to smile,
Thaw the cold heart, and chain the wond'ring throng,
Can find no balm, love's arrows to beguile;
Ah! Sorrows known too soon! and felt too long!

by Mary Darby Robinson

Comments (5)

What is the name of the ship? Why did Mr Carroll not give it?
Absolutely brilliant. God is indeed a Boojum!
Give me a break. I made it through the first FIT and saw how much was left and couldn't read any more. I wanted a poem, not a novel.
This poem is a bit long for my taste since I prefer shorter ones, but I can`t deny that the language here to make a funny try works well. And the poem is funny but no with a careless humor. It loooks as if the words were chosen carefully. Yes, this poem gave me a laugh or two, but the long reading took the best of me, and I could have appreciated more the cleverness of the diction, But I did not. Luis Estable
Lewis Carroll is my favourite poet.