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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
V. Christmas Sonnets. 4. To J. L. G.
By Bayard Taylor (1825–1878)
IF I could touch with Petrarch’s pen this strain
Of graver song, and shape to liquid flow
Of soft Italian syllables the glow
That warms my heart, my tribute were not vain;
But how shall I such measured sweetness gain        5
As may your golden nature fitly show,
And with the heart-light shine, that fills you so,
It pales the graces of the cultured brain?
Long have I known, Love better is than Fame,
And Love hath crowned you; yet if any bay        10
Cling to my chaplet when the years have fled
And I am dust, may this which bears your name
Cling latest, that my love’s result shall stay,
When that which mine ambition wrought is dead!

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