Fidessa more chaste then kinde. By B. Griffin |
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SONNET. XXV.
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SONNET. XXV.
[Compare me to Pygmalion with his image sotted]
Compare me to Pygmalion with his image sotted,For (as was he) euen so am I deceiued:
The shadow only is to me alotted,
The substance hath of substance me bereued.
Then poore and helples must I wander still,
In deepe laments to passe succeeding daies:
Weltring in woes that poore and mightie kill,
Oh who is mightie that so soone decaies!
The dread almightie hath appoynted so,
The finall period of all worldly things:
That as in time they come, so must they goe,
(Death common is to beggers and to kings)
But whither doe I runne beside my text?
I runne to death, for death must be the next.
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