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''an Elizabethan sonnet'' by [[Petronilla de Chastelerault]]


== The Golden Rose ==


an Elizabethan sonnet
:Within an onyx labyrinth I woke,


Within an onyx labyrinth I woke,
:Not knowing where my feet had gone before,
Not knowing where my feet had gone before,
 
When it appeared, like Helios invoked-
:When it appeared, like Helios invoked-
Like saffron silk about an amber core-
 
Like citrine set about with liquid gold-
:Like saffron silk about an amber core-
A rose that shone from deep within its heart
 
With grace unending, lovely to behold.
:Like citrine set about with liquid gold-
I wondered what divinely crafted art
 
Could to one blossom so much splendor give.
:A rose that shone from deep within its heart
And even as it led me from the maze
 
I wondered if on earth its equal lived.
:With grace unending, lovely to behold.
I’ve found not yet, though I’ve searched all my days
 
Through forests, fortresses, verses, and prose,
:I wondered what divinely crafted art
A greater beauty than the golden rose.
 
:Could to one blossom so much splendor give.
 
:And even as it led me from the maze
 
:I wondered if on earth its equal lived.
 
:I’ve found not yet, though I’ve searched all my days
 
:Through forests, fortresses, verses, and prose,
 
:A greater beauty than the golden rose.
[[Category:Bardic]]

Latest revision as of 12:48, 16 May 2010

an Elizabethan sonnet by Petronilla de Chastelerault


Within an onyx labyrinth I woke,
Not knowing where my feet had gone before,
When it appeared, like Helios invoked-
Like saffron silk about an amber core-
Like citrine set about with liquid gold-
A rose that shone from deep within its heart
With grace unending, lovely to behold.
I wondered what divinely crafted art
Could to one blossom so much splendor give.
And even as it led me from the maze
I wondered if on earth its equal lived.
I’ve found not yet, though I’ve searched all my days
Through forests, fortresses, verses, and prose,
A greater beauty than the golden rose.