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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET (1), by JOACHIM DU BELLAY Poet's Biography First Line: My deare, take in good parte this fortune badde Last Line: And which is more, our selves wee learne to know. Alternate Author Name(s): Du Bellay, Joachim | |||
My deare, take in good parte this fortune badde since of the good, no man is alwayes sure And att the worste this one thinge may the gladd that in one staye Shee cannott longe endure The skillfull pilate trustes nott calmed skies hee sees fayre dayes with clowdes sone overcaste And good ytt is that stormes sometymes doo ryse therby to Joye when Jeobardyes are paste False fortunes smyles, the wiseste eyes doo blynde butt by her checks, the symple lerne skill Her frowarde thawarts doo try the constant mynd wheras her baites allure our harts to yll By her disgrace wee trye our frind and foe And which is more, our selves wee learne to know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONNET TO HEAVENLY BEAUTY by JOACHIM DU BELLAY A THRESHER OF WHEAT TO THE WYNDES by JOACHIM DU BELLAY DIDO TO AENEAS by JOACHIM DU BELLAY EPITAPH ON A CAT by JOACHIM DU BELLAY HYMN TO THE WINDS by JOACHIM DU BELLAY |
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