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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Parthenophil and Parthenophe
Sonnet C. Pleading for pity to my Mistress’ eyes
Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609)
PLEADING for pity to my Mistress’ eyes;
  Urging on duty favours as deserts;
  Complaining mine hid flames, and secret smarts:
  She, with disdainful grace, in jest, replies,
“Her eyes were never made man’s enemies!”        5
  Then me with my conceit she overthwarts,
  Urging my Fancy (which vain thoughts imparts)
  To be the causer of mine injuries,
Saying, “I am not vexed, as I complained!
  How Melancholy bred this light conceit!”        10
  Hard-hearted Mistress! Canst thou think I feigned?
That I, with fancies vain, vain woe repeat?
  Ah, no! For though thine eyes none else offend;
  Yet by thine Eyes and “Noes!” my woes want end!

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