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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
The Eighth Decade
Sonnet IV. My tears are true: though Others be divine
Henry Constable (1562–1613)
MY tears are true: though Others be divine,
  And sing of wars, and Troy’s new rising frame;
  Meeting heroic feet in every line,
  That tread high measures in the Scene of Fame,
And I (though disaccustoming my Muse,        5
  And sing but low songs, in an humble vein)
  May one day raise my style, as others use;
  And turn Elizon to a higher strain.
When reintombing from oblivious ages,
  In better stanzas her surviving wonder:        10
  I may opposed against the monster-rages
  That part desert and excellence asunder:
That she, though coy, may yet survive to see,
Her beauty’s wonder lives again in me.

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