Awesome Sonnet #1.
Fair flaxen-haired goddess of the night-time;
Whose presence lights up masquerades and balls,
I beseech you, even the smallest sign
My ears await, my fragile heart it stalls.
A solitary glance across this fête
Would satiate me at least for tonight,
And then tomorrow and tomorrow’s fate
May yet happily remain out of sight.
For my love of you is unrequited –
Your flank of sycophantic admirers
Would pounce upon me if I were sighted
Moving in; I, just a lowly squire.
But I feel there may still be hope for me:
One must not refute what they’ve yet to see.
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