Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
LauraPart IXXXV. Far better had it been, I had been dead
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And laid full low in latest home, my grave;
Than with that drink myself for to have fed,
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The liquor pleased me, I must needs confess:
Yet to my heart, ’twas poison ne’ertheless.
So that I had contrary quite effect
To my desire; which I so much did wish.
Love was in fault, who Reason doth reject.
And see my cruel luck, what happed in this!
The wine was sweet; yet did his nature turn:
It cooled my mouth, but heart within did burn.