Newe Sonets and pretie Pamphlets. Written by Thomas Howell. Newly augmented, corrected and amended |
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The vnquiet estate of the Louer, vvherein is vvished redresse.
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The vnquiet estate of the Louer, vvherein is vvished redresse.
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as the Captaine stoute, constrainde is in th'ende,
Oprest with powre to yeelde himself, and what he did defende:
So I with Cupid caught, am forst at last to yeelde,
To you whose vertuous wayes, hath wonne of me both Forte & fielde,
Oprest with powre to yeelde himself, and what he did defende:
So I with Cupid caught, am forst at last to yeelde,
To you whose vertuous wayes, hath wonne of me both Forte & fielde,
I may no longer cloke the scortchinge flames of fire,
That still in seacret breast doth burne, through wante of my desire:
But forth it findes away, that hid hath line full longe,
And loue doth boldly bid me seeke, to haue redresse of wronge.
That still in seacret breast doth burne, through wante of my desire:
But forth it findes away, that hid hath line full longe,
And loue doth boldly bid me seeke, to haue redresse of wronge.
Sith then in you it lies, on me to worke your will,
By mercie for to length my life, by contrary to kill:
Let pittie mooue your minde, in humble wise I sue,
And seeke to saue the Captiue harte that wisheth well to you.
By mercie for to length my life, by contrary to kill:
Let pittie mooue your minde, in humble wise I sue,
And seeke to saue the Captiue harte that wisheth well to you.
For here I do confesse the only state and stay,
Of my led life and eke my death, to rest in you alway:
Whose graunte of grace hath powre, to glade my griped brest,
Whose stay therof hath like effect, to further mine vnrest.
Of my led life and eke my death, to rest in you alway:
Whose graunte of grace hath powre, to glade my griped brest,
Whose stay therof hath like effect, to further mine vnrest.
Graunte yea therfore my deare, let nay be out of minde,
As I haue vowde to worke your will, till death shall do his kinde:
And thus I cease to write, the twenteth parte of greife,
That my poore payned harte endures, as yet without releife.
As I haue vowde to worke your will, till death shall do his kinde:
And thus I cease to write, the twenteth parte of greife,
That my poore payned harte endures, as yet without releife.
Finis.
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