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TO DELIA: 50, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: Lo, here the impost of a faith unfeigning
Last Line: I say no more, I fear I said too much.
Variant Title(s): The Trophies
Subject(s): Eyes; Hope; Love; Optimism


Lo, here the impost of a faith unfeigning,
That love hath paid, and her disdain extorted;
Behold the message of my just complaining,
That shows the world how much my grief imported.
These tributary plaints, fraught with desire,
I send those eyes, the cabinets of love,
The paradise whereto my hopes aspire,
From out this hell, which mine afflictions prove;
Wherein I thus do live, cast down from mirth,
Pensive, alone, none but despair about me;
My joys abortive, perished at their birth,
My cares long lived, and will not die without me.
This is my state, and Delia's heart is such;
I say no more, I fear I said too much.





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