Caelica - Sonnet 76
Fortune , art thou not forc'd sometimes to scorne?
That seest Ambition striue to change our state?
As though thy Scepter slaue to lust were borne?
Or Wishes could procure themselues a fate?
I, when I haue shot one shaft at my mother,
That her desires a-foote thinke all her owne,
Then straight draw vp my bow to strike another,
For Gods are best by discontentment knowne.
And when I see the poore forsaken sprite,
Like sicke men, whom the Doctor saith must dye,
Sometime with rage and strength of passion fight,
Then languishing enquire what life might buy:
I smile to see Desire is neuer wise ,
But warres with Change, which is her paradise.
That seest Ambition striue to change our state?
As though thy Scepter slaue to lust were borne?
Or Wishes could procure themselues a fate?
I, when I haue shot one shaft at my mother,
That her desires a-foote thinke all her owne,
Then straight draw vp my bow to strike another,
For Gods are best by discontentment knowne.
And when I see the poore forsaken sprite,
Like sicke men, whom the Doctor saith must dye,
Sometime with rage and strength of passion fight,
Then languishing enquire what life might buy:
I smile to see Desire is neuer wise ,
But warres with Change, which is her paradise.
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