OF LOVE, FORTUNE, AND THE LOVER'S
|OVE, Fortune, and my mind which do
Eke that is now, and that, that once
Torment my heart so sore, that very often
I hate and envy them beyond all measure.
Love slayeth mine heart, while Fortune is depriver
Of all my comfort ; the foolish mind then
Burneth and plaineth, as one that very seldome
Liveth in rest. So still in displeasure
My pleasant days they fleet and pass ;
And daily doth mine ill change to the worse :
While more than half is run now of my course.
Alas, not of steel, but of brittle glass,
I see that from my hand falleth my trust,
And all my thoughts are dashed into dust.
1 Petrarch, Son. 99.
Eke that is now, both
that which is now
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