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First Line: "like to an hermit poor, in place obscure"
Last Line: To let in death when love and fortune will
Subject(s): Doubt; Skepticism


Like to an hermit poor, in place obscure,
I mean to spend my days in endless doubt,
To wail such woes as time cannot recure,
Where none but Love shall ever find me out.
My food shall be of care and sorrow made,
My drink nought else but tears fall'n from mine
And for my light, in such obscured shade,
The flames shall serve that from my heart arise.
A gown of grief my body shall attire;
And broken hope the staff of all my stay;
Of late repentance, linked with long desire,
The couch is made wherein my limbs I'll lay;
And at my gate despair shall linger still,
To let in death when Love and fortune will.






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