| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Chloris | | Sonnet III. Feed, silly sheep! although your keeper pineth | | William Smith (fl. 1596) |
| | | FEED, silly sheep! although your keeper pineth; | |
| Yet, like to TANTALUS, doth see his food. | |
| Skip you and leap! now bright APOLLO shineth | |
| Whilst I bewail my sorrows in yon wood: | |
| Where woeful PHILOMELA doth record | 5 |
| (And sings with notes of sad and dire lament), | |
| The tragedy wrought by her sister’s Lord. | |
| I’ll bear a part in her black discontent! | |
| That pipe, which erst was wont to make you glee, | |
| Upon these downs whereon you careless graze, | 10 |
| Shall to her mournful music tunèd be! | |
| Let not my plaints, poor lambkins, you amaze! | |
| There, underneath that dark and dusky bower, | |
| Whole showers of Tears to CHLORIS I will pour! | | | | |
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