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Mary Wroth's Poetry: An Electronic Edition

Wroth Poem - F102 - Faulce hope wch feeds butt to destroy, and spill

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1.

Faulçe hope wch feeds butt to destroy, and spill
    what itt first breeds; vnaturall to the birth
    of thine owne wombe; conceauing butt to kill,
    and plenty giues to make the greater dearth,

Soe Tirants doe who faulsly ruling earth
    outwardly grace them, and wth profitts fill
    aduance thoſe who appointed are to death
    to make the greater falle to pleaſe theyr will.

Thus shadow they theyr wicked vile intent
    coulering euill wth the mask of good
    while in faire showes theyr malice ſoe is spent
    hope kills the hart, and tirants shed the blood

For hope deluding brings vs to the pride
of our deſires the farder downe to slide;


Crown Sonnet 2.1 ('False hope')

False hope which feeds but to destroy, and spill
    What it first breeds; unnatural to the birth*
    Of thine own womb; conceiving but to kill,
    And plenty gives to make the greater dearth,

So tyrants do who falsely ruling earth
    Outwardly grace them, and with profit's fill
    Advance those who appointed are to death
    To make the greater* fall to please their will.

Thus shadow they their wicked vile intent,
    Colouring evil with the mask* of good
    While in fair shows their malice so is spent
    Hope kills the heart, and tyrants shed the blood.

For hope deluding brings us to the pride
    Of our desires the farther down to slide.


In P this sonnet is moved to become sonnet 35, (fol. 20). [P40]

birth: the arresting image of conception/miscarriage might be seen as a reflection of Wroth's own experience, though as 'spoken' by Pamphilia the image is more distanced.
'the greater' = 'their greater' in P.
'the mask' = 'a show' in P.
35.

Falſe Hope which feeds but to deſtroy and ſpill
    What it firſt breeds, vnnaturall to the blrth
    Of thine owne wombe, conceiuing but to kill
    And plenty giues to make the greater dearth.

So Tyrants doe, who falſly ruling Earth,
    Outwardly grace them, and with profits fill,
    Aduance thoſe who appointed are to death;
    To make their greater fall to pleaſe their will.

Thus ſhadow they their wicked vile intent,
    Colouring euill with a ſhow of good:
    While in faire ſhowes their malice ſo is ſpent;
    Hope kill's the heart, and Tyrants ſhed the blood.

For Hode deluding brings vs to the pride
Of our deſires the farther downe to ſlide.
35.

False hope which feeds but to destroy, and spill
    What it first breeds; unnatural to the birth
    Of thine own womb; conceiving but to kill,
    And plenty gives to make the greater dearth,

So tyrants doe who falsely ruling earth
    Outwardly grace them, and with profit's fill
    Advance those who appointed are to death
    To make their greater fall to please their will.

Thus shadow they their wicked vile intent
    Colouring evil with a show of good
    While in fair shows their malice so is spent
    Hope kills the heart, and tyrants shed the blood.

For hope deluding brings us to the pride
    Of our desires the farther down to slide.



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