by Francis Davison (1575? - 1619?)

Hope of my heart
Language: English 
Hope of my heart,
O wherefore do the words,
Which your sweet tongue affords,
No hope impart?
But cruel beyond measure, to my eternal pain still thunder forth disdain
On him whose life depends upon your pleasure.

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