t of beaty and delicacy. The writer of prose can only step aside when the poet passes" (W. S. Maugham)
The 8 th form
Twilight
It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale"s high note is heard;
It is the hour when lovers" vows
Seem sweet in every whispered word;
And gentle winds and waters near,
Make music to the lovely ear.
Each flower the dews have lightly wet,
and in the sky the stars are met,
And on the wave is deeper blue,
And on the leaf a browner hue,
And in the heaven that clear obscure,
So softy dark, and darkly pure,
Which follows the decline of day,
As twilight melts beneath the moon away.
(J. G. Byron )
P8: Poetry is the language in which man explores his own amazements. . . says heaven and earth in one word. (Christopher Fry)
Id like to finish our contest by one of the most famous masterpiece of W. Shakespeare Sonnet 116.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worths unknown, although his height be taken.
Loves not Times fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickles compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Teacher: Dear friend. Our lesson comes to an end. I hope that all these beautiful poems will help you to be romantic, keep balance between vivid imagination and prose of life and with poetrys assi
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