Coil - Ii. Enochian Calling - (sonnet Xc) lyrics

rate me

Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;<br />

Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,<br />

Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,<br />

And do not drop in for an after-loss:<br />

Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scoped this sorrow,<br />

Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe;<br />

Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,<br />

To linger out a purposed overthrow.<br />

If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,<br />

When other petty griefs have done their spite<br />

But in the onset come; so shall I taste<br />

At first the very worst of fortune's might,<br />

And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,<br />

Compared with loss of thee will not seem so.