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Sonette XXXIII

Poem (Canso): 

Love denied, never again to be won,
Is cause of ill across all earthly land.
Those who by it do pain list Fortune’s sand
To run its course and then have life be done.
So too crave I, that my love by me gone
May meet me hence and together so stand,
Though know I well her doom was from my hand.
Instead of peace to find, know I passion
That weighs me down like stone upon my back.
I join on four limbs the creatures sauvage
Who have no wit to guide, all faith too lack,
And so possess a natural bondage.
Clasp me to earth that can no Heaven gain,
So that in death my soul below remain.