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A liuely description of Hope.
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A liuely description of Hope.
Thou that on totteryng globe dost stande,art thou a Goddes. tell
Or els a mortall creature borne?
a goddes. Uerie well.
Whence sprong, or how begotten, speake?
of darknesse spryng did I.
What nurse did feede and giue thee sucke?
that did credulitie.
Who at thy backe behinde thee bides?
ioyes which doe glad and chere.
And what is he, that still so pale
doeth goe before thee? feare.
Alofte vp to the loftie heauens,
thy lookes why doest thou caste?
I doe beholde the heauens, whereas
I hope to dwell at laste.
But tell me now, what doeth deforme
thy face so faire and bright?
I vexed am when my desires,
are voide and frustrate quight.
By staffe why doest thou staie thy self?
while hope doeth feede my mynde:
Old croked age with stealyng steps,
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Why reelst thou staggeryng to and fro?
hope still doeth slipperie stande:
The thyng whiche ofte I thinke to holde,
doeth slip out of my hande.
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