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EPIGRAM: 27. THE FRUIT, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: The fruit of all the service that I serve
Last Line: Amids my help, and helpless doth remain.
Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas
Subject(s): Fruit; Hunger; Pain; Tantalus (Greek Mythology); Thirst; Suffering; Misery


The fruit of all the service that I serve
Despair doth reap, such hapless hap have I.
But though he have no power to make me swerve,
Yet, by the fire, for cold I feel I die.
In paradise, for hunger still I sterve;
And, in the flood, for thirst to death I dry.
So Tantalus am I, and in worse pain
Amids my help, and helpless doth remain.





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