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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XV. What is the Fair, to whom so long I plead?
William Percy (1575–1648)

WHAT is the Fair, to whom so long I plead?
What is her face, so angel-like?  Angel-like.
Then unto Saints in mind, Sh’is not unlike?  Unlike.
What may be hoped of one so evil nat’red?  Hatred.
  O then my woes how shall I ope best?  Hope best!        5
Then She is flexible?  She is flexible.
Fie, no, it is impossible!  Possible.
About her straight then only our best!  You’re best!
  How must I first her loves to me approve?  Prove!
How if She say I may not kiss her?  Kiss her!        10
For all her bobs I must them bear, or miss her?  Yes, sir!
Then will She yield at length to Love?  To love!
  Even so! Even so! By NARCISSE! is it true?  True!
  Of thine honesty? I! Adieu!  Adieu!

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