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 XXV.
I wage the combat with two mightie foes,Which are more strong then I ten thousand folde,
The one is when thy pleasure I do lose,
The other, when thy person I be holde:
In seeing thee a swarme of loues confound me,
And cause my death in spight of my resist,
And if I see thee not thy want doth wound me,
For in thy sight my comfort doth consist.
The one in me continuall care createth,
The other doth occasion my desire,:
The one the edge of all my ioy rebateth,
The other makes me a Phenix in loues fire
So that I grieue when I enioy your presence,
And dye for griefe by reason of your absence.
Phillis | ||