| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Diella | | Sonnet X. When Flora vaunts her in her proud array | | Richard Linche (fl. 15961601) |
| | | WHEN FLORA vaunts her in her proud array, | |
| clothing fair TELLUS in a spangled gown; | |
| When BOREAS fury is exiled away, | |
| and all the welkin cleared from angry frown: | |
| At that same time, all Natures children joy; | 5 |
| trees leave, flowers bud, plants spring, and beasts increase. | |
| Only my soul, surcharged with deep annoy, | |
| cannot rejoice, nor sighs nor tears can cease: | |
| Only the grafts of sorrow seem to grow; | |
| set in my heart, no other spring I find. | 10 |
| Delights and pleasures are oergrown with woe, | |
| laments and sobs possess my weeping mind. | |
| The frost of grief so nips Delight at root: | |
| No sun but She can do it any boot. | | | | |
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