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Mary Wroth's Poetry: An Electronic Edition

Wroth Poem - F106 - Like to huge clowds of ſmoke wch well may hide

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5.

Like to huge clowds of ſmoke wch well may hide
    the face of fairest day though for awhile,
    ſoe wrongs may shadow mee, till truth doe ſmile,
    and iustice (ſun like) hath thoſe vapors tride,

O doting Time, canst thou for shame lett slide
    ſoe many minutes while ills doe beguile,
    thy age, and worth, and faulshoods thus defile
    thy ancient good, wher now butt croſses 'bide,

Looke once butt vp, and leaue thy toyling pace,
    and on my myſeries thy dim eyes place
    goe nott ſoe fast, butt giue my care ſome end,

Turne nott thy glas (alas) vnto my ill
    ſince thou wth ſand itt can nott ſoe farr fill
    butt to each one my ſorrows will >doe< extend,

Crown sonnet 2.5 ('Like to huge clouds')

Like to huge clouds of smoke which well may hide
    The face of fairest day, though for a while,
    So wrongs* may shadow me, till truth do smile,
    And justice (sun-like) hath those vapours tried.*

O doting Time, canst thou for shame let slide*
    So many minutes while ills do beguile
    Thy age, and worth, and falsehoods thus defile
    Thy ancient good, where now but crosses 'bide,

Look once but* up, and leave thy toiling pace,
    And on my miseries thy dim eyes* place.
    Go not so fast, but give my care some end.

Turn not thy glass* (alas) unto my ill,
    Since thou with sand it cannot* so far fill
    But to each one my sorrows will* extend.


'wrongs' = 'wrong' in P.
'tried' = 'tied' in P.
'slide' = slid in P.
'once but' = 'but once' in P.
'eyes' = 'eye' in P.
Glass: ie hourglass.
'cannot': F's 'can not' = 'canst not' in P.
'will': in F 'do' overwritten as will, 'will' in P.
5.

Like to huge Clowdes of ſmoake which well may hide
    The face of faireſt day, though for a while:
    So wrong may ſhaddow me, till truth doe ſmile,
    And Iuſtice Sunne-like hath thoſe vapours tyde.

O doating Time, canſt thou for ſhame let ſlid,
    So many minutes, while ills doe beguile
    Thy age, and worth, and falſhoods thus defile
    Thy auncient good, where now but croſſes bide?

Looke but once vp, and leaue thy toyling pace
    And on my miſeries thy dimme eye place,
    Goe not ſo faſt, but giue my care ſome ende,

Turne not thy glaſſe (alas) vnto my ill
    Since thou with ſand it canſt not ſo farre fill,
    But to each one my ſorrowes will extend.
Crown sonnet 2.5 ('Like to huge clouds' )

Like to huge clouds of smoke which well may hide
    The face of fairest day though for a while,
    So wrong may shadow me, till truth do smile,
    And justice (sun-like) hath those vapours tied.

O doting Time, canst thou for shame let slid*
    So many minutes while ills do beguile
    Thy age, and worth, and falsehoods thus defile
    Thy ancient good, where now but crosses 'bide,

Look but once up, and leave thy toiling pace,
    And on my miseries thy dim eye place.
    Go not so fast, but give my care some end.

Turn not thy glass (alas) unto my ill,
    Since thou with sand it canst not so far fill
    But to each one my sorrows will extend.


slid: a transcription error for slide.


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