Sonnet 38. “I wyt myne ee for vieuing of my wo…” I wyt myne ee for vieuing of my wo ; I wyt myn earis for heiring my mishap ; I wyt my senses vhilks dissavit me so ; I wyt acquentance that ih credit crap ; I wyt the trane that took me with a trap ; I wyt affectione formest to the feild ; I wyt misluk that suld me [so enwrap ;] I wyt my jouth that bot a promeis jeild ; I wyt my stomoch wes not stoutly ste[ild ;] I wyt hir looks vhilk left me not alane ; I wyt my wisdome suld haif bene my sheild ; I wyt my tongue that told vhen I wes ta[ne :] Had I my counsell keepit vndeclairde, I might haif dred, bot deidly not dispairde. |
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