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TO DELIA: 22, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: False hope prolongs my ever certain grief
Last Line: Hopes are unsure when certain is my pain.
Subject(s): Grief; Love; Sorrow; Sadness


False hope prolongs my ever-certain grief,
Trait'rous to me and faithful to my love;
A thousand times it promised me relief,
Yet never any true effect I prove.
Oft when I find in her no truth at all,
I banish her, and blame her treachery;
Yet soon again I must her back recall,
As one that dies without her company.
Thus often as I chase my hope from me,
Straightway she hastes her unto Delia's eyes;
Fed with some pleasing look there shall she be,
And so sent back, and thus my fortune lies.
Looks feed my hope, hope fosters me in vain;
Hopes are unsure when certain is my pain.





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