Sonnet 36. A Ladyis Lamentatione. IV Fane wald I speir vhat spreit doth me [inspyre.] I haif my wish, and jit I want my will ; I covet lyfe, and jit my corps I kill ; I vrne for anger, jit I haif no yre ; I flie the flammis, ^it folouis on the [fire ;] I lyk my lote, and ^it my luk is ill ; I ^oldin am, and ^it am stryving still ; I dreid dispair, ^it hope hes heght me hyre ; My bluid is brunt, and ^it my breist does bleid ; I haif no hurt, and 3it my hairt hes harmes ; I am ouircome, but enimie or armis : The doctours doubtis if I be quik or deid : If that I kneu of vhome I culd inquyre. Fain wold I speir vhat spreit does me inspyre. |
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