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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Parthenophil and Parthenophe
Sonnet L. So warble out your tragic notes of sorrow
Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609)
SO warble out your tragic notes of sorrow,
  Black harp of liver-pining Melancholy!
  Black Humour, patron of my Fancy’s folly!
  Mere follies, which from Fancy’s fire, borrow
Hot fire; which burns day, night, midnight, and morrow.        5
  Long morning which prolongs my sorrows solely,
  And ever overrules my Passions wholly:
  So that my fortune, where it first made sorrow,
Shall there remain, and ever shall it plow
  The bowels of mine heart; mine heart’s hot bowels!        10
  And in their furrows, sow the Seeds of Love;
Which thou didst sow, and newly spring up now
  And make me write vain words: no words, but Vowels!
  For nought to me, good Consonant would prove.

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