A Margarite of America | ||
[I see with my hearts bleeding]
I see with my hearts bleeding,Thus hourely throgh my pain my life desires,
I feele the flames exceeding,
That burne my heart by vndeserued fires.
But whence these fires haue breeding,
I cannot finde though great are my desires.
O miracle eterne!
That thus I burne in fire, and yet my fire cannot disceern.
A Margarite of America | ||