Sonnet XXXV And Yet I Cannot
And yet I cannot reprehend the flight,
Or blame th'attempt presuming so to soar;
The mounting venture for a high delight Did make the honor of the fall the more
For who gets wealth that puts not from the shore
And yet I cannot reprehend the flight,
Or blame th'attempt presuming so to soar;
The mounting venture for a high delight Did make the honor of the fall the more
For who gets wealth that puts not from the shore
EN rebuked, yet always back returning To those first feelings that were born with me, And leaving busy chase of wealth and learning For idle dreams of things which cannot be: Today,
I will not seek the shadowy region; Its unsustaining vastnes...
I doubt not God is good, well-meaning,
And did He stoop to quibble could tell
The little buried mole continues blind,
Why flesh that mirrors Him must some day die,
Some sigh for the breath of the desert Where the stifling heat waves blow;
Some pant for the trackless tundra And the sting of the cold and snow;
Some long for the wash of a sultry sea As it breaks on a tropic shore;
Some pine for t...