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A Petrarchan Sonnet by [[Petronilla de Chastelerault]] | ''A Petrarchan Sonnet'' by [[Petronilla de Chastelerault]] | ||
As I awoke to winter’s morning glow | :As I awoke to winter’s morning glow | ||
Glist’ning upon the stately, looming towers, | :Glist’ning upon the stately, looming towers, | ||
And on the last of autumn’s shining flowers, | :And on the last of autumn’s shining flowers, | ||
And on the far-off mountains capped with snow, | :And on the far-off mountains capped with snow, | ||
The rosy dawn broke, with the day in tow. | :The rosy dawn broke, with the day in tow. | ||
And by some strange, unnamed higher power, | :And by some strange, unnamed higher power, | ||
Upon my ears, a sound like April showers, | :Upon my ears, a sound like April showers, | ||
A silver bell, whose peals were sorrow’s foe. | :A silver bell, whose peals were sorrow’s foe. | ||
For farmers and their wives, joy lives in me, | :For farmers and their wives, joy lives in me, | ||
For monks and hermits in their lonely cells, | :For monks and hermits in their lonely cells, | ||
And for the nobles, living blissfully, | :And for the nobles, living blissfully, | ||
And for the kings, who rule the fertile dells, | :And for the kings, who rule the fertile dells, | ||
And there is joy within my heart for he | :And there is joy within my heart for he | ||
:Whose winter season’s marked by silver bells. | |||
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Revision as of 12:51, 16 May 2010
Silver Bells
A Petrarchan Sonnet by Petronilla de Chastelerault
- As I awoke to winter’s morning glow
- Glist’ning upon the stately, looming towers,
- And on the last of autumn’s shining flowers,
- And on the far-off mountains capped with snow,
- The rosy dawn broke, with the day in tow.
- And by some strange, unnamed higher power,
- Upon my ears, a sound like April showers,
- A silver bell, whose peals were sorrow’s foe.
- For farmers and their wives, joy lives in me,
- For monks and hermits in their lonely cells,
- And for the nobles, living blissfully,
- And for the kings, who rule the fertile dells,
- And there is joy within my heart for he
- Whose winter season’s marked by silver bells.
Written for Altavia Yule 2009 upon the theme of 'A 15th Century Yule"
