Full many a glorious morning (Michael Gray)
- Editor: Michael Gray (submitted 2021-08-02). Score information: Letter (landscape), 12 pages, 324 kB Copyright: CC BY NC ND
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First published: 2021
Description: This is part of an ongoing SAB project, "Book of Sonnets."
Original text and translations
Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heav'nly alchemy:
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face,
And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:
Ev'n so my sun one early morn did shine,
With all triumphant splendor on my brow;
But out alack, he was but one hour mine,
The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now.
Yet him for this, my love no whit disdain'th,
Suns of the world may stain, when heav'n's sun stain'th.
William Shakespeare (Sonnet XXX)