"Songes and Sonettes written by the ryght honorable
Lorde Henry Haward late Earle of Surrey, and other" | ||
Avisyng the bright beames
Of douteous loue.
Avisyng the bright beames of those fayre eyes,Where he abides that mine oft moistes and washeth:
The weried mynd streight from the hart departeth,
To rest within hys worldly Paradise,
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And bitter findes the swete, vnder this gyse.
What webbes there he hath wrought, well he perceaueth
Wherby then with him self on loue he playneth,
That spurs wyth fire, and brydleth eke with yse.
In such extremity thus is he brought:
Frosen now cold, and now he standes in flame:
Twixt wo, and welth: betwixt earnest, and game:
With seldome glad, and many a diuers thought:
In sore repentance of hys hardinesse.
Of such a roote lo cometh frute frutelesse.
"Songes and Sonettes written by the ryght honorable
Lorde Henry Haward late Earle of Surrey, and other" | ||