Tixall Poetry/To Hope

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4306887Tixall Poetry — To HopeArthur Cliffordunknown author

XXII.

To Hope.

Goe, treacherous hope, by whose deceitfull fire,I've cherisht my tiranicall desire;Love is a more unconstant guest then care, And my fate such, That it will cost as much To love, as to dispaire.

Tis true our lives are but a long disease,Made up of real cares, and seeming ease.Ye Gods, who these uncertain favours give, O, tell me why, It is so hard to die, Yet such a taske to live.