Among strangers. Father and mother dear
Brothers and sisters are in Christ not near
And he my peace my parting, sword andc strife.
England, whose honour O al my heart woos, wife
To my creating thought, would neither hear
Me, were I pleading, plead nor do I: I wear
Y of idle a being but by where wars are rife.
I am in Ireland now; now I a mat a third
Remove. Not but in all removes I can
Kind love both give and get. Only what word
Wisest my heart breeds dark heaven’s baffling ban
Bars of hell’s spell thwarts.This to hoard unheard
Heard unheeded, leaves me a lonely began.