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Wroth Poem - F32 - Griefe, killing griefe; haue nott my torments bin

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Griefe, killing griefe; haue nott my torments bi
    allreddy great, and strong enough: butt still
    thou dost increaſe, nay glory in my ill,
    and woes new past affresh new woes beegi!

Am I the only purchaſe you can winn?
    was I ordain'd to giue dispaire her fill
    or fittest I should mounte misfortunes hill
    who in the plaine of ioy can=nott liue in?

If itt bee ſoe: Griefe come as wellcome ghest
    ſince I must ſuffer, for an others rest:
    yett this good griefe, lett mee intreat of thee,

Vſe still thy force, butt nott from thoſe I loue
    lett mee all paines, and lasting torments proue
    ſoe I miſs thes, lay all thy waits on mee
28

Grief, killing grief, have not my torments been
    Already great, and strong enough, but still
    Thou dost increase, nay glory in my* ill,
    And woes new past, afresh new woes begin!

Am I the only purchase you can* win?
    Was I ordained to give despair her fill
    Or fittest I should mount misfortune's hill
    Who in the plain of joy cannot live in?*

If it be so, grief come as welcome guest
    Since I must suffer, for another's rest:
    Yet this good grief, let me entreat of thee,

Use still thy force, but not from those I love
    Let me all pains, and lasting torments prove
    So I miss these, lay all thy weights on me.


Roberts [P32] cites a parallel with AS 94:

    Grief, find the words; for thou hast made my brain
    So dark with misty vapours, which arise
    From out thy heavy mould, that inbent eyes
    Can scarce discern the shape of mine own pain.

'my' = 'mine' in P.
'you can' = thou canst' in P.
'in the plain of joy cannot live in': the repetition of 'in' seems awkward but perhaps emphasises the emotional rejection of the possibility of living within the 'plain' of joy.
28.

Griefe, killing griefe, haue not my torments beene
    Already great and ſtrong enough? but ſtill
    Thou doſt increaſe, nay glory in mine il,
    And woes new paſt, afreſh new woes begin?

Am I the onely purchaſe thou canſt win?
    Was I ordain'd to giue deſpaire her fill,
    Or fitteſt I ſhould mount misfortunes hill,
    Who in the plaine of ioy cannot liue in?

If it be ſo, Griefe come as welcome gueſt,
    Since I muſt ſuffer for anothers reſt;
    Yet this (good Griefe) let me intreat of thee,

Vſe ſtill thy force, but not from thoſe I loue
    Let me all paines and laſting torments proue;
    So I miſſe theſe, lay all thy waights on me.
28.

Grief, killing grief, have not my torments been
    Already great, and strong enough, but still
    Thou dost increase, nay glory in mine ill,
    And woes new past, afresh new woes begin!

Am I the only purchase thou canst win?
    Was I ordained to give despair her fill
    Or fittest I should mount misfortune's hill
    Who in the plain of joy cannot live in?

If it be so, grief come as welcome guest
    Since I must suffer, for another's rest:
    Yet this good grief, let me entreat of thee,

Use still thy force, but not from those I love
    Let me all pains, and lasting torments prove
    So I miss these, lay all thy weights on me.



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