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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XXXIX. My grief began, fair Saint, when first I saw
Giles Fletcher (1586?–1623)
MY grief began, fair Saint, when first I saw
Love, in those eyes, sit ruling with disdain;
Whose sweet commands did keep a world in awe:
And caused them serve, your favour to obtain.
  I stood as one enchanted with a frown;        5
Yet smiled to see all creatures serve those eyes:
Where each with sighs paid tribute to that crown;
And thought them gracèd by your dumb replies.
  But I, ambitious, could not be content
Till that my service, more than sighs made known;        10
And for that end, my heart to you I sent,
To say and swear that, Fair! it is your own.
  Then greater graces, LICIA, do impart!
  Not dumb replies, unto a speaking heart.

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