HOLD, treacherous thoughts, that dare my rule despise, Is't not enough 'gainst me in war are join'd Love, Fortune, and grim Death, but I must find Within me such domestic enemies? And thou, my heart, that dost my peace oppose, Disloyal thou wilt give my soul no rest, But harb'ring still these thoughts within my breast, Keep'st correspondence with my deadly foes; To thee Love all his messages conveys, Fortune my now departed pomp displays, Death in my mind does all my griefs express; That my remains fall by necessity, My thoughts with errors arm themselves in thee: Thou art the cause of my unhappiness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER DAWN by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) A CHILD'S SONG OF CHRISTMAS by MARJORIE LOWRY CHRISTIE PICKTHALL SONNET: 54 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ORLANDO FURIOSO: CANTO 10. by LUDOVICO (LODOVICO) ARIOSTO SATIRE: 2 by AULUS PERSIUS FLACCUS EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 18. HARD TO BE PLEASED by PHILIP AYRES |