Vuelan & Deslizan

Aug.2012

Ease, Ease My Heart At Last: Shakespearean Sonnet

by Nathaly Muñoz

 

O, how to see Madness in such a desert!

To smell flowers' shades in deep red rose

Listen to Spring calling young heart's pleasure

Taste chants' nectar of lovers' sad voice

 

Claim that the Universe has no measure

Venus I see you not even if young

Penélop's constancy though man's censure

Can't grasp Helen's to Paris foolish song

 

But aback, my limbs fall in such tremor.

Blinded not, but freed by his love callow.

Corners ignor'nt pleased of needed fervor.

Ere you fade beg of you leave me hallow.

 

Vernál I'm now from once a desert's mist 

Amour now lies down my sleep in night's kiss.