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Alone I wandere

Poem (Canso): 

Alone I wandere under blackened tree,
Without defence again this brutal gale
That cruelley beat and violent forme ayle
With but one wish: to kill and murder me.
I thought once that I could controlled bee,
But biside my passion doth reason pale
And bere that yoke for which it doth assayle
Without the swote hope of gracious treatie.
Reflecting thus upon this mortalle case
Born kin to those fallen shards of star-light,
Know well I that such hope most I away.
By desire led, by desire will I pace,
Though it leves me for shrowde of wyld night,
While mourne I for the passynge of the day.