Sonnet 54, How Come You Must Burn So Fast
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Peter S. Quinn
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How come you must burn, so fast and so bright?
Oh star faraway in the darkly sky;
In the flames of the bluest of the night,
How lonesome you must eternally fly.
Like a man who fares his feelings and lust,
And yearns his youth for the days to come;
He knows that life to earth shall again rust,
And return to what it once came from.
Oh must this be like love is all of burn,
And dies like a candle's flickering flame;
From the darkness is there then no return,
And is all lost like forgetting a name.
The days and nights are strange and so is fate,
With all its change it shall not forget or wait.
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