Here you will find the Poem Sonnet XXV: False Hope Prolongs of poet Samuel Daniel
False hope prolongs my ever certain grief, Trait'rous to me and faithful to my love; A thousand times it promis'd me relief, Yet never any true effect I prove. Oft when I find in her no truth at all, I banish her and blame her treachery; Yet soon again I must her back recall, As one that dies without her company. Thus often as I chase my hope from me, Straight way she hastes her unto Delia's eyes; Fed with some pleasing look there shall she be, And so sent back, and thus my fortune lies. Looks feed my Hope, Hope fosters me in vain; Hopes are unsure, when certain is my pain.