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Mary Wroth's Poetry: An Electronic Edition

Wroth Poem - F60 - I, that ame of all most crost

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Song

I, that ame of all most crost
hauing, and that had, haue lost,
may wth reaſon thus complaine
ſince loue breeds loue, and lous paine;

That wch I did most deſire
to allay my louing fire
I may haue, yett now must miſs
ſince an other ruler is:

Would that I noe ruler had,
or the ſeruice nott ſoe bad,
then might I, wth blis inioy
that wch now my hopes destroy;

And that wished pleaſure gott
brings wt itt the ſweetest lott
I, that must nott taste the best
fed must sterue, and restles rest


Song ('I that am one of all most crossed')

I, that am of all most crossed
    Having, and that had, have lost,
    May with reason thus complain
    Since love breeds love, and love's pain;

That which I did most desire
    To allay my loving fire
    I may have, yet now must miss
    Since another ruler is:

Would that I no ruler had,
    Or the service not so bad,
    Then might I with bliss enjoy
    That which now my hopes destroy;

And that wished* pleasure got
    Brings with it the sweetest lot:
    I, that must not taste the best,
    Fed must starve, and restless rest.


'wished' = 'wicked' in P

The paradoxes of the last line are typical of Petrarchan imagery about love.
Song.



I that am of all moſt croſt,
Hauing, and that had haue loſt,
May with reaſon thus complaine,
Since loue breeds loue, and Loues paine.

That which I did moſt deſire,
To allay my louing fire,
I may haue, yet now muſt miſſe,
Since another Ruler is.

Would that I no Ruler had,
Or the ſeruice not ſo bad,
Then might I with bliſſe enioy
That which now my hopes deſtroy.

And that wicked pleaſure got,
Brings with it the ſweeteſt lot:
I that muſt not taſte the beſt,
Fed, muſt ſtarue, and reſtleſſe reſt.
Song ('I that am one of all most crossed')

I, that am of all most crossed
    Having, and that had, have lost,
    May with reason thus complain
    Since love breeds love, and love's pain;

That which I did most desire
    To allay my loving fire
    I may have, yet now must miss
    Since another ruler is:

Would that I no ruler had,
    Or the service not so bad,
    Then might I with bliss enjoy
    That which now my hopes destroy;

And that wicked pleasure got
    Brings with it the sweetest lot:
    I, that must not taste the best,
    Fed must starve, and restless rest.



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