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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet VII. If it be sin, so dearly for to love thee
William Percy (1575–1648)
IF it be sin, so dearly for to love thee;
Come bind my hands! I am thy prisoner!
If yet a spark of pity may but move thee,
First sit, upon the cause, Commissioner!
  The same, well heard, may wrest incontinent,        5
Two floods from forth those rocks of adamant;
Which streaming down with force impatient
May melt the breast of my fierce RHADAMANT.
  Dearest Cruel, the cause, I see dislikes thee!
On us thy brows thou bends so direfully!        10
Enjoin me penance whatsoever likes thee;
Whate’er it be, I’ll take it thankfully!
  Yet since, for love it is, I am thy Bondman;
  Good CŒLIA, use me like a Gentleman!

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