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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
The Tears of Fancie
Sonnet LVII. The hunted Hare sometime doth leaue the Hound
Thomas Watson (1555–1592)
THE HUNTED Hare sometime doth leaue the Hound,
My Hart alas is neuer out of chace:
The liue-hounds life sometime is yet vnbound,
My bands are hopeles of so high a grace.
For natures sickenes sometimes may haue ease,        5
Fortune though fickle sometime is a friend:
The minds affliction patience may appease,
And death is cause that many torments end.
Yet I am sicke, but shee that should restore me,
VVithholds the sacred flame that would recure me:        10
And fortune eke (though many eyes deplore me,)
Nill lend such chance that might to ioy procure me.
Patience wants power to appease my weeping,
And death denies what I haue long beene seeking.

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