| Walter Murdoch (18741970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918. |
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| 143. The Sonnet |
| | | By Louis Lavater |
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| BUT thou hast read how Cleopatra went | |
| To Antony, her lustrous eyes a-shine, | |
| Through mazy webs of love fit to entwine | |
| A simple conqueror palaced in a tent; | |
| And how her pearl, a monarchs ransom, blent | 5 |
| Its iridescence with the sharp white wine | |
| To pleasure her, as with an air divine | |
| She quaffed it to the Romans dazzlement. | |
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| In such wise make, and take, a sonnet. Throw | |
| Into the wine, emotion, the pure pearl | 10 |
| Of artistry, and while tis yet a-swirl | |
| And beading bravely, snare with subtile craft | |
| A gleam of golden light upon itso! | |
| Then, breathless, drain it at a single draught! | |
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