 | Sinetes (1597) |  |
PASSION, XXXIX.
[Estranged from the fruite of quiete rest]
Estranged from the fruite of quiete rest,
How can I choose but waste, and weare away,
Whose accents new with feeling force molest
The troubled thoughts which carefull minde dismay:
Who would the some of sorrowes all display,
Within my life let him the same suruay.
How can I choose but waste, and weare away,
Whose accents new with feeling force molest
The troubled thoughts which carefull minde dismay:
Who would the some of sorrowes all display,
Within my life let him the same suruay.
Some one repeates, he roules the restles stone
With Sisiphvs: an other Tantals payne
Doth beare: the third is rack'd with Ixion:
And others do like Titivs complayne:
But yet the worst of their accurst annoyes,
Eu'n is the best and chiefest of my ioyes.
With Sisiphvs: an other Tantals payne
Doth beare: the third is rack'd with Ixion:
And others do like Titivs complayne:
But yet the worst of their accurst annoyes,
Eu'n is the best and chiefest of my ioyes.
Walke I abroad to meete some companie,
For to remoue these cursed cares away,
Eche man I meet, a mappe of miserie
Presents, to worke my ruine and decay:
His humor stor'd with pleasure and delight,
Vnto my minde new cares effect inuite.
For to remoue these cursed cares away,
Eche man I meet, a mappe of miserie
Presents, to worke my ruine and decay:
His humor stor'd with pleasure and delight,
Vnto my minde new cares effect inuite.
And as in stormes copartners yeild content,
And maketh lesse the burthen of the minde,
Eu'n so a man in seas of sorowes spent,
And knowes not where a mate therein to finde,
Must needs endure the torment all alone,
When to the winde he makes his ruthles moane:
And maketh lesse the burthen of the minde,
Eu'n so a man in seas of sorowes spent,
And knowes not where a mate therein to finde,
Must needs endure the torment all alone,
When to the winde he makes his ruthles moane:
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