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Mary Wroth's Poetry: An Electronic Edition

Wroth Poem - F55 - How like a fire doth loue increaſe in mee

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48.

How like a fire doth loue increaſe in mee,
    the longer that itt lasts, the stronger still,
    the greater purer, brighter, and doth fill
    noe eye wt wunder more, then hopes still bee

bred in my brest, wher fires of loue are free
    to vſe that part to theyr best pleaſing will,
    and now impoſsible itt is to kill
    the heat ſoe great wher Loue his strength doth ſee.

Mine eyes can ſcarce ſustaine the flames my hart
    doth trust in them my longings to impart,
    and languishingly striue to show my loue;

My breath nott able is to breathe least part
    of that increaſing fuell of my ſmart;
    yett loue I will till I butt ashes proue



Pamphilia

48.

How like a fire doth love increase in me,
    The longer that it lasts, the stronger still,
    The greater, purer, brighter, and doth fill
    No eye with wonder more; then hopes still be

Bred in my breast, where* fires of love are free
    To use that part to their best pleasing will,
    And now impossible it is to kill
    The heat so great where Love his strength doth see.

Mine eyes can scarce sustain the flames, my heart
    Doth trust in them my longings* to impart,
    And languishingly strive to show my love;

My breath not able is to breathe least part
    Of that increasing fuel of my smart;
    Yet love I will till I but ashes prove.


This sonnet is signed 'Pamphilia' surrounded by four slashed Ss, which seems to mark the end of an internal sequence in F; it is followed by a blank page before the next sonnet, which is headed 'sonnet', followed by a slashed S. As Roberts [P55] notes, the conclusion has a parallel in RS 9:

    I yield, I love, to you, then erst I burn
    More hot, more pure, like wood oft warm before,
    But to you burnt to dust can burn no more.

Roberts also notes, following on from May N. Paulissen, that Wroth may in line 6 be alluding by a pun on 'will' to William Herbert, her lover, who is shadowed as Amphilanthus in Urania.

'where': = 'when' in P.
'longings' = 'passions' in P.
48.

How like a fire doth Loue increaſe in me?
    The longer that it laſts the ſtronger ſtill;
    The greater, purer, brighter; and doth fill
    No eye with wonder more then hopes ſtill bee.

Bred in my breaſt, when fires of Loue are free
    To vſe that part to their beſt pleaſing will,
    And now vnpoſſible it is to kill
    The heate ſo great where Loue his ſtrength doth ſee.

Mine eyes can ſcarce ſuſtaine the flames, my heart
    Doth truſt in them my paſſions to impart,
    And languiſhingly ſtriue to ſhew my loue.

My breath not able is to breath leaſt part
    Of that increaſing fuell of my ſmart;
    Yet loue I will, till I but aſhes proue.

Pamphilia.
48.

How like a fire doth love increase in me,
    The longer that it lasts, the stronger still,
    The greater, purer, brighter, and doth fill
    No eye with wonder more; then hopes still be

Bred in my breast, when fires of love are free
    To use that part to their best pleasing will,
    And now impossible it is to kill
    The heat so great where Love his strength doth see.

Mine eyes can scarce sustain the flames my heart
    Doth trust in them my passions to impart,
    And languishingly strive to show my love;

My breath not able is to breathe least part
Of that increasing fuel of my smart;
Yet love I will till I but ashes prove.



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