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