Elizabethan Sonnet-cycles (volume 3); Idea, By M. Drayton. Fidessa, By B. Griffin by Martha Foote Crow

Elizabethan Sonnet-cycles (volume 3); Idea, By M. Drayton. Fidessa, By B. Griffin

byMartha Foote Crow

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1897. Excerpt: ... Fly to her heart, hover about her heart, With dainty kisses mollify her heart, Pierce with thy arrows her obdurate heart, With sweet allurements ever move her heart, At midday and at midnight touch her heart, Be lurking closely, nestle about her heart, With power--thou art a god!--command her heart, Kindle thy coals of love about her heart, Yea, even into thyself transform her heart! Ah, she must love! Be sure thou have her heart; And I must die if thou have not her heart; Thy bed if thou rest well, must be her heart; He hath the best part sure that hath her heart; What have I not, if I have but her heart! Striving is past! Ah, I must sink and drown, And that in sight of long descried shore! I cannot send for aid unto the town, All help is vain and I must die therefore. Then poor distressed caitiff, be resolved To leave this earthly dwelling fraught with care; Cease will thy woes, thy corpse in earth involved, Thou diest for her that will no help prepare. 0 see, my case herself doth now behold; The casement open is; she seems to speak;--But she has gone! O then I dare be bold And needs must say she caused my heart to break. 1 die before I drown, O heavy case! It was because I saw my mistress' face. XXV Compare me to Pygmalion with his image sotted, For, as was he, even so am I deceived. The shadow only is to me allotted, The substance hath of substance me bereaved. Then poor and helpless must I wander still In deep laments to pass succeeding days, Welt'ring in woes that poor and mighty kill. O who is mighty that so soon decays! The dread Almighty hath appointed so The final period of all worldly things. Then as in time they come, so must they go; Death common is to beggars and to kings-For whither do I run beside my text? I run to death, for death must be...

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Title:Elizabethan Sonnet-cycles (volume 3); Idea, By M. Drayton. Fidessa, By B. GriffinFormat:PaperbackDimensions:30 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.06 inPublished:January 30, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217711235

ISBN - 13:9780217711234

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