SHall I then silent be or shall I speake? <br />And if I speake, her wrath renew I shall: <br />and if I silent be, my hart will breake, <br />or choked be with ouerflowing gall. <br />What tyranny is this both my hart to thrall, <br />and eke my toung with proud restraint to tie? <br />that nether I may speake nor thinke at all, <br />but like a stupid stock in silence die. <br />Yet I my hart with silence secretly <br />will teach to speak, and my iust cause to plead: <br />and eke mine eies with meeke humility, <br />loue learned letters to her eyes to read. <br />Which her deep wit, that true harts thought can spel, <br />wil soone conceiue, and learne to construe well.<br /><br />Edmund Spenser<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-xliii-4/
