Parthenophil and Parthenophe Sonnettes, Madrigals, Elegies and Odes [by Barnabe Barnes] |
SONNET LXXXVI.
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Parthenophil and Parthenophe | ||
SONNET LXXXVI.
[Oh fierie rage, when wilt thou be consum'd]
Oh fierie rage, when wilt thou be consum'd,Thou that hast me consumed in such sort,
As neuer was poore wretch (which so presumed)
But for surueying of that bewteous sort?
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With hot desires, which haue my body pyned:
My minde from pleasures, and content restrained,
My thoughtes to care, and sorrowes ward assigned:
There, with continuall melancholie placed
In dismall horror, and continuall feare
I passe these irksome howers, scorn'd and disgraced
Of her, whose crueltie no brest can beare,
No thought endure, no torture can outmatch:
Then burne on rage of fier, but me dispatch.
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