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HATE to LOVE Sonnets
an easy and fun way to understand and write Shakespearean Sonnets
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Behold the Mountains
Student Samples: Middle School
by Christopher, eighth grade
Let all the earth behold the mountains high.
An edifice of mounded rocky brawn,
They yearn to reach and touch the swatch of sky
With jagged peaks by God so deftly drawn
The slopes arrayed in drapes of forest green,
The leaves that partner with the wind in dance,
And canopies of foliage that gleam
And sway to the branches’ rustling chants,
But the jewel of mountains, the stars on flags,
Is the snow - flitting o’er their spiny crests
Sweeping through crevice; and under each crag
Topping each mountain like spindly white nests.
So all the earth, behold the mountains high
And hear them scream: “For God we testify!”