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Mary Wroth's Poetry: An Electronic Edition

Wroth Poem - F29 - Poore eyes bee blind, the light behold noe more

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25.

Poore eyes bee blind, the light behold noe more
    ſince that is gon wch is your deere delight
    rauish'd from you by greater powre, and might
    making yor loſs a gaine to others store,

O'reflowe, and drowne, till ſight to you restore
    that bleſsed star, and as in hatefull spite
    ſend forth your teares in flouds, to kill all ſight,
    and looks, that lost, wherin you ioy'd before.

Bury thoſe beames, wch in ſome kindled fires,
    and conquer'd haue theyr loue=burnt=harts deſires
    looſing, and yett noe gaine by you esteem'd,

Till that bright starr doe once againe apeere
    brighter then Mars when hee doth shine most cleere
    ſee nott: then by his might bee you redeem'd
25.

Poor eyes be blind, the light behold no more
    Since that is gone which is your dear delight,
    Ravished from you by greater power, and might,
    Making your loss a gain to others' store,

O'erflow, and drown, till sight to you restore
    That blessed star, and as in hateful spite
    Send forth your tears in floods, to kill all sight,
    And looks, that lost, wherein you joyed before.

Bury those* beams, which in some kindled fires,
    And conquered have their love-burnt hearts' desires
    Losing, and yet no gain by you esteemed,

Till that bright star do once again appear
    Brighter than Mars when he doth shine most clear
    See not: then by his might be you redeemed.


Another sonnet which plays with images of sight and blindness, again reminiscent of many sonnets in the Petrarchan tradition, including a number from AS and from RS (for example, the 'pleased but cursed eyes' in RS sonnet 16).

'those' = 'these' in P.
25.

Poore eyes bee blinde, the light behold no more,
    Since that is gone which is your deare delight:
    Rauiſh'd from you by greater power and might,
    Making your loſſe a gaine to others ſtore.

Oreflow and drowne, till ſight to you reſtore
    That bleſſed Starre, and as in hatefull ſpight,
    Send forth your teares in flouds to kill all ſight,
    And lookes, that loſt wherein you ioy'd before.

Bury theſe beames which in ſome kindled fires,
    And conquer'd haue their loue-burnt hearts deſires,
    Loſing, and yet no gaine by you eſteem'd;

Till that bright Starre doe once againe appeare,
    Brighter then Mars when hee doth ſhine moſt cleare;
    See not then by his might be you redeem'd.
25.

Poor eyes be blind, the light behold no more
    Since that is gone which is your dear delight
    Ravished from you by greater power, and might,
    Making your loss a gain to others' store,

O'erflow, and drown, till sight to you restore
    That blessed star, and as in hateful spite
    Send forth your tears in floods, to kill all sight,
    And looks, that lost, wherein you joyed before.

Bury these beams, which in some kindled fires,
    And conquered have their love-burnt hearts' desires
    Losing, and yet no gain by you esteemed,

Till that bright star do once again appear
    Brighter than Mars when he doth shine most clear
    See not: then by his might bee you redeemed.



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