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Sonnets and Poetical Translations
XX. In wonted walks, since wonted fancies change
Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586)
[First printed in Constable’s Diana, 1594.]

IN wonted walks, since wonted fancies change,
Some cause there is, which of strange cause doth rise;
For in each thing whereto my eye doth range,
Part of my pain, me seems, engravèd lies.
  The rocks, which were of constant mind the mark,        5
In climbing steep, now hard refusal show;
And shading woods seem now my sun to dark;
And stately hills disdain to look so low.
  The restful caves, now restless visions give;
In dales, I see each way a hard ascent;        10
Like late mown meads, late cut from joy I live;
Alas, sweet brooks do in my tears augment.
    Rocks, woods, hills, caves, dales, meads, brooks answer me:
    Infected minds infect each thing they see.

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