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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet 26. I ever love, where never Hope appears
Michael Drayton (1563–1631)
[First printed in 1594 (No. 37), and in all later editions.]

To Despair

I EVER love, where never Hope appears,
Yet Hope draws on my never-hoping care;
And my life’s Hope would die but for Despair;
My never-certain joy breeds ever certain fears.
  Uncertain dread gives wings unto my Hope;        5
Yet my Hope’s wings are laden so with fear
As they cannot ascend to my Hope’s sphere;
Though fear gives them more than a heavenly scope.
  Yet this large room is bounded with Despair,
So my Love is still fettered with vain Hope,        10
And liberty deprives him of his scope,
And thus am I imprisoned in the air.
  Then, sweet Despair, awhile hold up thy head!
  Or all my Hope, for sorrow, will be dead.

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