The Devonshire Manuscript/The fruite of all the seruise that I serue

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Resounde my voyse ye woodes that herithe me plaine Sins ye delight to kno
The Devonshire Manuscript facsimile 72r

f. [72r]

1    The fruite of all the ser{{s}8}uise that I ser{{s}8} ue
2    Dispaire doth repe such haples hap have I
3    but tho he have no powre to make me swarve
4    yet bye the fire for colde I fele I dye /
5    In paradis for hunger{g'} still I sterve
6    and In the flowde / for thurste to deth I drye
7    so tantalus am I and yn worst payne
8    andyd es{es} my helpe / & helples dothe remayne /s amidst 


Commentary edit

Attributed to Sir Thomas Wyatt,[1] this poem was entered by H8. This poem features an interesting use of Petrarch’s contraries: the speaker feels cold by the fire, hungers in paradise, and thirsts in a flood. Despite the proximity of the adored, the speaker remains despondent.

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