John Wilbye

(7 March 1574 - September 1638 / Brome, Suffolk)

Despiteful Thus Unto Myself, I Languish - Poem by John Wilbye

Despiteful thus unto myself, I languish,
And in disdain, myself from joy I banish,
These secret thoughts enwrap me so in anguish,
That life, I hope. will soon from body vanish;
And to some rest will quickly be conveyed,
That on no joy, while so I liv’d, hath stayed.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012



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