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Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.

Parthenophil and Parthenophe

Sonnet LXXXVI. O Fiery Rage! when wilt thou be consumed?

Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609)

O FIERY Rage! when wilt thou be consumed?

Thou, that hast me consumed, in such sort

As never was, poor wretch! (which so presumed)

But for surveying of that beauteous Fort!

Kept in continual durance, and enchained

With hot desires, which have my body pined;

My mind, from pleasures and content restrained;

My thoughts, to Care, and Sorrow’s Ward assigned:

There, with continual melancholy placed,

In dismal horror, and continual fear,

I pass these irksome hours! scorned and disgraced

Of her; whose cruelty no breast can bear!

No thought endure! no tortures can outmatch!

Then burn on, Rage of Fire! but me despatch!