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Mary Wroth's Poetry: An Electronic Edition

Wroth Poem - F94 - Free from all fogs butt shining faire, and cleere

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13.

Free from all fogs butt shining faire, and cleere
    wiſe in all good, and innoſent in ill
    wher holly freindship is esteemed deere
    wth truth in loue, and iustice in our will,

In loue thes titles only haue theyr fill
    of hapy lyfe maintainer, and the meere
    defence of right, the punnisher of skill,
    and fraude; from whence directnes doth apeere,


to thee then Lord commander of all harts
    ruller of owr affections kinde, and iust
    great king of Loue, my ſoule from fained ſmarts
    or thought of change I offer to your trust

This crowne, my ſelf and all that I haue more
except my hart wch you beestowd beefore;
Crown 13

Free from all fogs but shining fair, and clear
    Wise in all good, and innocent in ill
    Where holy friendship is esteemed dear
    With truth in love, and justice in our will,

In love these titles only have their fill
    Of happy life maintainer, and the mere
    Defence of right, the punisher of skill,
    And fraud; from whence directness* doth appear.

To thee then, Lord commander of all hearts,
    Ruler of our affections, kind and just,
    Great king of Love, my soul from feigned smarts
    Or thought of change, I offer to your trust

This crown,* my self, and all that I have more,
    Except my heart which you bestowed before.


'directness' = 'directions' in P.
Crown: ie the crown of sonnets.
13.

Free from all foggs, but ſhining faire, and cleare,
    Wiſe in all good, and innocent in ill,
    Where holy friendſhip is eſteemed deare,
    With Truth in loue, and Iuſtice in our Will.

In Loue theſe titles onely haue their fill
    Of happy life-maintainer, and the meere
    Defence of right, the puniſher of skill,
    And fraude, from whence directions doth appeare.

To thee then, Lord commander of all hearts,
    Ruler of our affections, kinde, and iuſt,
    Great King of Loue, my ſoule from faigned ſmarts,
    Or thought of change, I offer to your truſt,

This Crowne, my ſelfe, and all that I haue more,
Except my heart, which you beſtow'd before.
Crown 13

Free from all fogs but shining fair, and clear
    Wise in all good, and innocent in ill
    Where holy friendship is esteemed dear
    With truth in love, and justice in our will,

In love these titles only have their fill
    Of happy life maintainer, and the mere
    Defence of right, the punisher of skill,
    And fraud; from whence directions doth appear.

To thee then, Lord commander of all hearts,
    Ruler of our affections, kind and just,
    Great king of Love, my soul from feigned smarts
    Or thought of change, I offer to your trust

This crown, my self and all that I have more,
    Except my heart which you bestowed before.



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