“I have, I want, despair, and yet desire, Burned in a sea of ice, and drowned amidst a fire." - Sonnet LXII” LoveDesireDespairUnrequited Love Book:Idea: Elizabethan Sonnet Cycle Source: Idea: Elizabethan Sonnet Cycle
“Why do I speak of joy or write of love, When my heart is the very den of horror, And in my soul the pains of hell I prove, With all his tormented and infernal terror? What should I say? what yet remains to do? My brain is dry with weeping all too long; My signs be spent in utt'ring of my woe, And I want words wherewith to tell my wrong. Love's Lunacy: Sonnet XLI” LoveSadnessDespairUnrequited Book:Idea: Elizabethan Sonnet Cycle Source: Idea: Elizabethan Sonnet Cycle
