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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Parthenophil and Parthenophe
Sonnet LXIX. The leafless branches of the lifeless boughs
Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609)
THE LEAFLESS branches of the lifeless boughs,
  Carve Winter’s outrage in their withered barks:
  The withered wrinkles in my careful brows,
  Figure from whence they drew those crooked marks!
Down from the Thracian mountains, oaks of might        5
  And lofty firs, into the valley fall:
  Sure sign where BOREAS hath usurped his right;
  And that, long there, no Sylvans dally shall.
Fields, with prodigious inundations drowned;
  For NEPTUNE’s rage, with AMPHITRITE weep.        10
  My looks and Passions likewise shew my wound;
And how some fair regard did strike it deep.
  These branches, blasted trees, and fields so wat’red;
  For wrinkles, sighs, and tears, foreshew thine hatred!

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