H. His Deuises for his owne exercise, and his Friends pleasure [by Thomas Howell] |
The variable thoughts of a Louer.
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H. His Deuises | ||
The variable thoughts of a Louer.
I liue
in hope and yet despayre,
Reioysing most when griefe doth growe:
I mounte aloft aboue the ayre,
Yet lead my life in Limbo lowe.
Reioysing most when griefe doth growe:
I mounte aloft aboue the ayre,
Yet lead my life in Limbo lowe.
I neuer seeke, though much I finde,
Yet finde I nought and still doe seeke:
I see what best contents my minde,
When most in minde I doe misleeke.
Yet finde I nought and still doe seeke:
When most in minde I doe misleeke.
One holdes me in captiuitie,
So sure that I ne once may swerue:
Albeit I liue at libertie,
As free from bands that I deserue.
So sure that I ne once may swerue:
Albeit I liue at libertie,
As free from bands that I deserue.
H. His Deuises | ||