Oskar Morawetz - Sonnet III: Unlike Are We (Sonnets From the Portuguese) lyrics
[Oskar Morawetz - Sonnet III: Unlike Are We Sonnets From the Portuguese lyrics]
Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!
Unlike our uses and our destinies
Our ministering two angels look surprise
On one another, as they strike athwart
Their wings in passing thou, bethink thee
Art a guest for queens to social pageantries
With gages from a hundred brighter eyes
Of chief musician what hast thou to do
With looking from the lattice-lights at me
A poor, tired, wandering singer
… singing through
The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?
The chrism is on thine head
On mine, the dew, and Death must dig the
Level where these agree
Unlike our uses and our destinies
Our ministering two angels look surprise
On one another, as they strike athwart
Their wings in passing thou, bethink thee
Art a guest for queens to social pageantries
With gages from a hundred brighter eyes
Of chief musician what hast thou to do
With looking from the lattice-lights at me
A poor, tired, wandering singer
… singing through
The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?
The chrism is on thine head
On mine, the dew, and Death must dig the
Level where these agree