Here is a European sonnet, also known as a Spenserian sonnet:
In twilight’s hush, where shadows softly fall,
Amidst the cypress trees, that whisper low,
The nightingale’s sweet melancholy calls
To lovers’ hearts, and sorrow’s heavy woe.
But I, who wander through life’s troubled sea,
Find solace in the silence of the air,
And in the stars, that twinkle bright and free,
A reflection of my own hopes, and my despair.
Yet, even as I mourn, a glimmer shines
Of love’s pure light, that guides me through the night,
And though my heart be heavy with life’s pains,
I’ll hold on to this hope, and cherish its light.
For in the darkness, there is still a spark,
That leads me forward, through the troubled dark.
Note: European sonnets typically have 14 lines, and follow a rhyme scheme of ABAB CDCD EFEF GG.
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