Sonnets from the Portuguese ii

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 5 
A guest for queens to social pageantries  
With gages from a hundred brighter eyes 
Than tears even can make mine to play thy part 
Of chief musician.
 What hast thou to do 
With looking from the lattice-lights at me¡ª 10 
A poor tired wandering singer singing through 
The dark and leaning up a cypress tree? 
The chrism is on thine head¡ªon mine the dew¡ª 
And Death must dig the level where these agree.
 

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