Phillis Honoured with Pastorall Sonnets, Elegies, and amorous delights. VVhere-vnto is annexed, the tragicall complaynt of Elstred [by Thomas Lodge] |
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Sonnet XVIII.
As where two raging venomes are vnited,(Which of themselues disseuered life would seuer;)
The sickly wretch of sicknesse is acquited,
Which else should die, or pine in torments euer.
So fire, and frost, that holde my heart in seasure,
Restore those ruines which themselues haue wrought,
Where if a part they both had had their pleasure,
The earth long since, hir fatall claime had cought.
Thus two vnited deathes, keepe me from dying,
I burne in Ice, and quake amidst the fire:
No hope midest these exteames or fauour spyinge,
Thus loue makes me a Martir in his yre.
So that both colde and heate do rather feed,
My ceaslesse paines, then any comfort breede.
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