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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XLIV. Cruel fair Love! I justly do complain
Giles Fletcher (1586?–1623)
CRUEL fair Love! I justly do complain
Of too much rigour, and thy heart unkind;
That, for mine eyes, thou hast my body slain:
And would not grant that I should favour find.
  I looked, fair Love! and you my Love looked fair.        5
I sighed for love, and you for sport did smile.
Your smiles were such as did perfume the air;
And this perfumèd, did my heart beguile.
  Thus I confess the fault was in mine eyes,
Begun with sighs, and endèd with a flame.        10
I, for your love, did all the world despise;
And in these Poems honoured have your name.
  Then let your love so with my fault dispense,
  That all my parts feel not mine eyes’ offence.
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