| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Chloris | | 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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