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Wroth Poem - F95 - Except my hart wch you beestow'd before

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14.

Except my hart wch you beestow'd before,
and for a ſigne of conquest gaue away
as worthles to bee kept in your choyſe store
yett one more spotles wth you doth nott stay

The tribute wch my hart doth truly pay
    faith vntouch'd is, pure thoughts diſcharge ye ſcore
    of debts for mee, wher constancy bears ſway,
    and rules as Lord, vnharm'd by enuyes ſore,

Yett other miſchiefs faile nott to attend,
    as enimies to you, my foes must bee;
    curst iealouſie doth all her forces bend
    to my vndoing; thus my harmes I ſee

Soe though in Loue I feruently doe burne,
In this strange labourinth how shall I turne? !


Crown 14

Except my heart which you bestowed before,
    And for a sign of conquest gave away
    As worthless to be kept in your choice store
    Yet one more spotless with you doth not stay.

The tribute which my heart doth truly pay
    Faith untouched is,* pure thoughts discharge the score
    Of debts for me, where constancy bears sway,
    And rules as Lord, unharmed by envy's sore.

Yet other mischiefs fail not to attend,
    As enemies to you, my foes must be;
    Curst jealousy doth all her forces bend
    To my undoing; thus my harms I see.

So though in love I fervently do burn,
    In this strange labyrinth how shall I turn?*


The first stanza does not have indented second third and fourth lines in the MS, but I have normalised indentations here as occurs in P and was certainly Wroth's intention.

'faith untouched is': 'is faith untouched'
turn?: with the final line of the crown/corona Wroth skilfully returns us to the first line of the opening sonnet to complete the full cycle of fourteen sonnets/fourteen repeated final/opening lines.
14.

Except my heart, which you beſtowd before,
    And for a ſigne of Conqueſt gaue away
    As worthleſſe to be kept in your choice ſtore;
    Yet one more ſpotleſſe with you doth not ſtay.

The tribute which my heart doth truely pay,
    Is faith vntouch'd, pure thoughts diſcharge the ſcore
    Of debts for me, where Conſtancy beares ſway,
    And rules as Lord, vnharmd by Enuies ſore.

Yet other miſcheifes faile not to attend,
    As enemies to you, my foes muſt be,
    Curſt Iealouſie doth all her forces bend
    To my vndoing, thus my harmes I ſee.

So though in Loue I feruently doe burne,
In this ſtrange Labyrinth how ſhall I turne?
Crown 14

Except my heart which you bestowed before,
    And for a sign of conquest gave away
    As worthless to be kept in your choice store
    Yet one more spotless with you doth not stay.

The tribute which my heart doth truly pay
    Is faith untouched, pure thoughts discharge the score
    Of debts for me, where constancy bears sway,
    And rules as Lord, unharmed by envy's sore.

Yet other mischiefs fail not to attend,
    As enemies to you, my foes must be;
    Curst jealousy doth all her forces bend
    To my undoing; thus my harms I see.

So though in love I fervently do burn,
    In this strange labyrinth how shall I turn?



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