I.
Who hath eer felt the ge of love, And known those pangs that losers prove, May paint my face without seeing me, And write the state how my fancies be, The loathsome buds grown on Sorrows tree.
But who by hearsay speaks, and hath not fully felt What kind of fires they be in which those spirits melt, Shall guess, and fail, what doth displease, Feeling my pulse, miss my disease.
II.
O no! O no! trial only shows The bitter juice of forsaken woes; Where former bliss, present evils do stain; Nay, former bliss adds to present pain, While remembrah both states tain. e, learners, then to me, the model of mishap, Ingulphed in despair, slid down from Fortunes lap; And, as you like my double lot, Tread in my steps, or follow not.
III.
For me, alas! I am full resolved Those bands, alas! shall not be dissolved; Nor break my word, though reward e late; Nor fail my faith in my failing fate; Nor ge in ge, though ge ge my state:
But always own myself, with eagle-eye……（内容加载失败！）
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