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By Fox-Trot-9
Sonnet 112: Fair Youth
(Names Ignoble: Acrostic 2)
Even when I betake myself into
A temporary peace within the shade,
Dust shall be my predestined lot unto
Eternity, in which my dreams shall fade;
And with them goes my confidence and pride
To set my spirit free from needless pain,
Here to relive my sorrows as I hide,
Lost to a world that left me in disdain.
Evan as storms of self-willed hatred passes,
Succumbing to the folds of soft despair,
Some things can never satisfy the masses'
Lusting to judge their peers in false compare:
On this, I must attempt to raise my lot
To better things before it comes to nought.
(Quoted) Oh fond attempt to give a deathless lot,
—William Cowper
(To be continued...)
A/N: Here's the next installment in this 4-sonnet acrostic... It's been a while since I last attempted anything like this, so I hope the sonnet reads smoothly even with the added restriction of an acrostic...
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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