| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | The Tears of Fancie | | Sonnet XXXVIII. O would my loue although too late lament mee | | Thomas Watson (1555–1592) |
| | | O WOULD my loue although too late lament mee, | |
| And pitty take of teares from eies distilling: | |
| To beare these sorrowes well I could content me, | |
| And ten times more to suffer would be willing. | |
| If she would daine to grace me with her fauour, | 5 |
| The thought thereof sustained greife should banish: | |
| And in beholding of her rare behauiour, | |
| A smyle of her should force dispaire to vanishe: | |
| But she is bent to tiran[i]ze vpon me, | |
| Dispaire perswades there is no hope to haue her: | 10 |
| My hart doth whisper I am woe begone me, | |
| Then cease my vaine plaints and desist to craue her. | |
| Here end my sorrowes, here my salt teares stint I, | |
| For shes obdurate, sterne, remorseles, flintie. | | | | |
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