"My love is like to ice, and I to fire;/How comes it then that this her cold so great/ls not dissolved by my so hot desire..."
In these opening lines from Spencer's
Sonnet 30, what is the speaker lamenting?
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the brevity of life
unreciprocated love
his unending poverty
his physical discomfort
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The speaker is lamenting unreciprocated love.
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