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Mark Olival-Bartley studied applied linguistics at Hawaii Pacific University, attaining B.A. and M.A. degrees in TESOL, and poetry at the City College of New York. He is now anatomizing the prosody of E. A. Robinson’s sonnets for his dissertation at Amerika Institut of LMU Munich, where also he edits a poetry weekly. His poems and translations have appeared in journals on both sides of the Atlantic. He is the resident poet at EcoHealth, where his science-themed verse is regularly featured, and a senior copyeditor of Review of International American Studies.


When Night's Blacke Mantle Could Most Darknesse Prove

by Lady Mary Wroth

When night's blacke Mantle could most darknesse prove, 
And sleepe (deaths Image) did my senses hyre, 
From Knowledge of my selfe, then thoughts did move 
Swifter then those, most switnesse neede require?
In sleepe, a Chariot drawne by wind'd Desire, 
I saw; where sate bright Venus, Queene of Love, 
And at her feete her Sonne, still adding Fire 
To burning hearts, which she did hold above,

But one heart flaming more then all the rest, 
The Goddesse held, and put it to my breast, 
Dear Sonne now shut, said she, thus must we winne;

He her obeyd, and martyr'd my poore heart. 
I waking hop'd as dreames it would depart, 
Yet since, O me, a Lover have I beene.

Note:  A recitation can be heard here.

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