Collected Poems of Henry Derozio: Preface by Manu Samriti Chander; Edited by Amardeep Singh

Sonnet ("Scarce has it blossomed...")

   Scarce has it blossomed, ere the vernal flower 
Is forced to feel the storm's destroying power — 
Scarce has the sunlight quivered on the stream 
Before a black cloud hides that beauteous beam — 
Each Iris made of rain with many a ray. 
Even as you gaze upon it, melts away — 
And Hope — ah! heavenly Hope o'er cheated hearts 
But flings its hues, then faithlessly departs. — 
Oft have I looked upon the morning's red. 
But like a passing thought it quickly fled — 
Yet fleeter than that tinge, or rainbow hues. 
Or fancies brought by wildest Poet's Muse, 
My aspirations mounted, but in vain — 
They fell like wounded birds to earth again. 

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