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

Sonnet ("Where are thy waters, Lethe?)

Where are thy waters, Lethe? — I would steep 
My past existence in their source, and sleep 
In Death's cold sheltering arms, if they but turn 
The shafts of grief aside, and keep me free 
From all the bitterness of misery. 
And all those tyrant agonies, which burn 
My brain, and heart eternally. O! Life 
Why dost thou love me so--do I not hate 
Thee, and thy gifts accursed? --but there’s a strife 
My soul has long engaged in — 'tis with fate; 
And in my sorrow, I am half elate 
With something kin to joy, that I must be 
Soon in that conflict vanquished-then from thee 
Loathsome existence! shall I separate — 

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