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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XLVI. When Chloris first, with her heart-robbing eye
William Smith (fl. 1596)
WHEN CHLORIS first, with her heart-robbing eye,
Enchanted had my silly senses all;
I little did respect LOVE’s cruelty:
I never thought his snares should me enthrall.
  But since her tresses have entangled me,        5
My pining flock did never hear me sing
Those jolly notes, which erst did make them glee;
Nor do my kids about me leap and spring
  As they were wont: but when they hear my cry;
They likewise cry, and fill the air with bleating.        10
Then do my sheep upon the cold earth lie,
And feed no more. My griefs they are repeating.
  O CHLORIS, if thou then sawest them and me,
  I am sure thou would’st both pity them and me!

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