Whyle I was abowte to chaunge myn olde lyff-- What sorowe…
“Whyle I was abowte to chaunge myn olde lyff-- What sorowe I suffred, dyseese, angre and stryff, Cracchynge myn here, my chekys all totare, Wrythynge my fyngres for angwysshe and care, Watrynge the erthe with my byttre salte teres That the crye of my syghes ascended to Goddys eres, My knees with myn handys grasped togedyre soore, And yitt I stode the same man I was afore Tyl a depe profounde remembraunce att the laste Hadd all my wrecchednesse afore myn eyn caste”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker laments physical and emotional decay, feeling pain, disease, and spiritual yearning while reflecting on past vigor.
In simple terms: Body and spirit suffer, yearning for relief and remembrance.
Key Takeaway
Acknowledge suffering and seek healing.
Themes
mortality
pain
spirituality
reflection
Mood
melancholic
contemplative
Type
poetic
philosophical
When to use this quote
- old age
- illness
- spiritual crisis
- personal reflection
Key Concepts
human frailty
transience
religious yearning
Questions to Reflect On
- How do you honor your past self?
- What comforts you in suffering?
A Different Perspective
Physical decline may be inevitable, but mental resilience can persist.