Doth the world not know?
Or is this something I most show?
For the love, the peace of this world
Has gone away while the earth did swirl
For the sequence of this thought you see
Is the recoil of my hearts revenge in me,
The way of the earth’s glory has gone to waste
And our greater satisfaction do rot to paste
Why most there be so much pain?
For in it all gods cry is the rain
Doth the world not know?
Or is this something I most show?
TO YOU
