To Certaine Questions And Riddles Ensuing: Xii Poem by Humfrey Gifford

To Certaine Questions And Riddles Ensuing: Xii



Hard fortun doth haunt me, by nature estranged
From male into female, I often am chaunged.
And where as before I liud well contented,
With prickings and punchings I now am tormented:
Now, more to accomplish their greedy desire,
They cruelly heate mee, and scortch me with fire.
Though badly they vse mee, so milde am I still:
That I yeelde them life that thus doe mee kill.

Friday, October 8, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: fire,greedy
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