Edmund Spenser (Эдмунд Спенсер)

Sonnet 50. Long Languishing In Double Malady

LOng languishing in double malady,
of my harts wound and of my bodies greife:
there came to me a leach that would apply
fit medicines for my bodies best reliefe.
Vayne man (quod I) that hast but little priefe:
in deep discouery of the mynds disease,
is not the hart of all the body chiefe?
and rules the members as it selfe doth please.
Then with some cordialls seeke first to appease,
the inward languour of my wounded hart,
and then my body shall haue shortly ease:
but such sweet cordialls passe Physitions art.
Then my lyfes Leach doe you your skill reueale,
and with one salue both hart and body heale. 

1. Sonnet 38. ARion, When Through Tempests Cruel Wracke
2. Sonnet 56. Fayre Ye Be Sure, But Cruell And Vnkind
3. Sonnet 81. Fayre Is My Loue, When Her Fayre Golden Heares
4. Sonnet 31. Ah Why Hath Nature To So Hard A Hart
5. Sonnet 25. HOw Long Shall This Lyke Dying Lyfe Endure

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