Great Britain -- History -- Poetry; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 -- Sources
I was th’only[1901] author, of myne owne woe;
But yet I began it by[1902] wicked counsell,
Of my lords spirituall and temporall also:
Which for their merits in fielde with mee fell:
I was curst (in deede) the truth for to tell,
And could not (by falshoode) eyther thriue or thie:
To assist my brother’s foe I did not well,[1903]
_Miserere mei Deus et salua mee_.
10.
Christe’s commaundements,[1904] I did all refuse:
The breatch of myne oathe,[1905] I did not regarde:
Therfore I am domed[1906] as faythlesse as the Jewes:
Sore is the sentence, and cruell is the swerde:[1907]
Excepte thy mercy helpe, O Lord, I am marde:
Saue mee; for whom thou suffredst on a tree,
To thy mercye I appeale for my sauegarde:
_Miserere mei Deus & salua mee_.
11.
Herafter (by mee) my successours may beware,
An ensample[1908] take by my wretched ruyne:
Lest in lykewyse they bee taken with[1909] the snare,
As I am nowe: and pay the[1910] lyke fyne:
Vanquished wee were, by[1911] power devyne:
For by manne’s power it seemed not to bee:
Here now I ly, in an homely shrine,
_Miserere mei Deus & salua mee_.
12.
I am a spectacle also in lyke case,
To the Frenche king, yf hee list to take heede,
I feare that hee cannot for lacke of grace,
The king[1912] and hee, bee not yet agreede:
Therefore let him looke, for a lyke speede,
As wee had that were of his leage and vnity,
I trow hee doth neither God[1913] loue, nor dreede,
_Miserere mei Deus & salua mee_.
13.
Who euer knew christian king in such a case,[1914]
As[1915] I wretched creature that cannot haue
In churche or in[1916] churchyard any maner place,
Emong christen people to lye in a graue:
The earth mee abhorreth,[1917] all men mee depraue,
My frends forsake mee, and haue[1918] no pity,
The worlde taketh from mee all that hee mee gaue:
_Miserere mei Deus & salua mee_.
14.
There is no more now, I must take my leaue,
In this wretched worlde I may no longer dwell:
But one thing there is doth mee sore greaue,
I not where to rest, in heauen or in hell,
None else thereof but only God can tell:
Adieu, this worlde is full of vanity,
I may no longer be with thee, farewell:
_Miserere mei Deus & salua mee_.
15.
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