Valerie Dohren (13 January 1947 / Southport)
Sonnet - V (O faithless heart, what sorrow thou dost weave...)
O faithless heart, what sorrow thou dost weave,
For those betrayed shall forthwith be undone -
As by thy will thou ever thus deceive,
And therefore with thy guile conceal the sun.
To serve thy love thus shall be deemed unjust
Against the one to whom thy heart be pledged -
Forsooth, such feelings be no more than lust
And shall depart as like a fledgling, fledged.
Be true, O heart, towards those e'er esteemed
Lest they take wing, so like thy fledgling muse -
For thus soft transport may ne'er be redeemed,
Nor linger that you shall e'er more abuse.
….. O faithless heart, do not your love betray
….. If thou would have thy sweetheart ever stay.
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