Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ALONE WALKING, by ANONYMOUS


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ALONE WALKING, by                    
Last Line: And thus an end
Subject(s): Despair


A LONE walking,
In thought pleyning,
And sor sighing,
All desolate,
Me remembring
Of my living,
My deth wishing,
Bothe erly and late,

Infortunate
Is so my fate,
That -- wote ye what? --
Out of mesure
My lyf I hate.
Thus desperate
In pore estate
Do I endure.

Of other cure
Am I nat sure;
Thus to endure
Is hard, certain.
Such is my ure,
I yow ensure.
What creature
May have more pain?

My trouth so pleyn
Is take in veyn,
And gret disdeyn
In remembraunce;
Yet I ful feyn
Wold me compleyn,
Me to absteyn
From this penaunce.

But in substaunce
Noon allegeaunce
Of my grevaunce
Can I nat finde.
Right so my chaunce
With displesaunce
Doth me avaunce.
And thus an end.





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