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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Parthenophil and Parthenophe
Sonnet XCVII. O why should Envy, with sweet Love consort?
Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609)
O WHY should Envy, with sweet Love consort?
  But that, with Love’s excess, Seven Sins unite!
  Pride, that, in high respect of my delight,
  I scorn all others! Lust, that with disport
In thought of her, I sometimes take comfort!        5
  Wrath, that, with those, in secret heart I fight,
  Which smile on her! and Envy, that, I spite
  Such meats and wines, as to her lips resort
And touch that tongue, which I can never kiss!
  Sloth, that, secure in too much love, I sleep;        10
  And nuzzled so, am to be freed remiss!
  And Covetous, I never mean can keep
In craving, wishing, and in working this;
  Though still I kiss and touch, still touch and kiss!

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