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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Parthenophil and Parthenophe
Sonnet LIII. Why do I draw my breath, vain sighs to feed
Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609)
WHY do I draw my breath, vain sighs to feed;
  Since all my sighs be breathed out in vain?
  Why be these eyes the conduits, whence proceed
  These ceaseless tears, which, for your sake! do rain?
Why do I write my woes! and writing, grieve        5
  To think upon them, and their sweet contriver;
  Begging some comfort, which might me relieve,
  When the remembrance is my cares’ reviver?
Why do I sue to kiss; and kiss, to love;
  And love, to be tormented; not beloved?        10
  Can neither sighs, nor tears, my sorrows move
By lines, or words? nor will they be removed?
  Then tire not, Tyrant! but on mine heart tire!
  That unconsumed, I burn, in my Desire.

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