Penny Dreadfuls, 1812 · page 180 of 258
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# Page 162: A Sonnet This is a text page from a Victorian penny dreadful containing a complete sonnet titled simply "SONNET." The poem addresses lost companions and pleasures from happier times, lamenting their departure through metaphors of faded Fancy and Hope. The speaker resolves that in the absence of these "vain, ideal visions of delight," they have learned to embrace Truth and mortality, accepting a somber future symbolized by cypress branches for their funeral urn. The poem adopts a melancholic, Gothic tone typical of Victorian sensational literature.
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162: SONNET. is - / bl Ye dear associates of my gayer hours, — Pa Ah! whither are you gone? on what light wing Is Fancy fled? Mute is the dulcet string = = = = = = Of long-lost Hope ? No more her magic powers | Scatter o’er my lorn path fallacious flowers, — it As she was wont with glowing hand to fling = Loading with fragrance the soft gales of Spring, © ve") While fondly pointing to fresh blooming bowers, Now faded, with each dazzling view of bright, = = Delusive pleasure; never more return, =i Ye vain, ideal visions of delight! eS Lis ac For in your absence I have learned to mourn; — Yo bear the torch of Truth with steady sight, And weave the cypress for my future urn. tal, Comichbooks: com \