For That He Looked Not upon Her

By George Gascoigne 1535–1578 George Gascoigne
You must not wonder, though you think it strange,
To see me hold my louring head so low,
And that mine eyes take no delight to range
About the gleams which on your face do grow.
The mouse which once hath broken out of trap
Is seldom ’ticèd with the trustless bait,
But lies aloof for fear of more mishap,
And feedeth still in doubt of deep deceit.
The scorchèd fly, which once hath ’scaped the flame,
Will hardly come to play again with fire,
Whereby I learn that grievous is the game
Which follows fancy dazzled by desire:
   So that I wink or else hold down my head,
   Because your blazing eyes my bale have bred.

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Poet George Gascoigne 1535–1578


SCHOOL / PERIOD Renaissance

Subjects Love, Infatuation & Crushes, Unrequited Love, Break-ups & Vexed Love

 George  Gascoigne


George Gascoigne, the son of landowner and farmer John Gascoigne, was born in Cardington, Bedfordshire, England. He attended Trinity College, Cambridge, and replaced his father as an almoner at Elizabeth I’s coronation. However, as a farmer George Gascoigne was unsuccessful: he was imprisoned for debt and yet served in Parliament for two years, beginning in 1557. In 1571 Gascoigne joined the army, serving under the Prince of . . .

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SUBJECT Love, Infatuation & Crushes, Unrequited Love, Break-ups & Vexed Love


SCHOOL / PERIOD Renaissance

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