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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
The Tears of Fancie
Sonnet VIII. O what a life is it that Louers ioy
Thomas Watson (1555–1592)
O WHAT a life is it that Louers ioy,
VVherein both paine and pleasure shrouded is:
Both heauenly pleasures and eke hells annoy,
Hells fowle annoyance and eke heauenly blisse.
VVherein vaine hope doth feede the Louers hart,        5
And brittle ioy sustaine a pining thought:
VVhen blacke dispaire renewes a Louers smart,
And quite extirps what first content had wrought,
VVhere faire resemblance eke the mind allureth,
To wanton lewd lust giuing pleasure scope:        10
And late repentance endles paines procureth,
But none of these afflict me saue vaine hope.
And sad dispaire, dispaire and hope perplexing,
Vaine hope my hart, dispaire my fancie vexing.

  [Two leaves containing eight sonnets (IX.–XVI.) are missing from the only knomn copy of this volume.]

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