| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Diella | | Sonnet XV. No sooner leaves Hyperion, Thetis’ bed | | Richard Linche (fl. 1596–1601) |
| | | NO sooner leaves HYPERION, THETIS’ bed, | |
| and mounts his coach to post from thence away; | |
| Richly adorning fair LEUCOTHEA’s head, | |
| giving to mountains, tincture from his ray: | |
| But straight I rise, where I could find no rest, | 5 |
| where visions and fantasies appear; | |
| And when, with small ado, my body ’s dresst, | |
| abroad I walk, to think upon my Dear! | |
| Where, under umbrage of some agèd tree, | |
| with lute in hand I sit and, sighing, say, | 10 |
| “Sweet groves, tell forth with echo, what you see! | |
| good trees, bear witness, who is my decay! | |
| And thou, my soul, speak! speak what rest I have, | |
| When each our joy’s despair doth make me rave!” | | | | |
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