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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet VIII. No sooner had fair Phœbus trimmed his car
William Smith (fl. 1596)
NO sooner had fair PHŒBUS trimmed his car,
Being newly arisen from AURORA’s bed;
But I, in whom Despair and Hope did war,
My unpenned flock unto the mountains led.
  Tripping upon the snow-soft downs I spied        5
Three Nymphs, more fairer than those Beauties Three
Which did appear to PARIS on Mount Ide.
Coming more near, my goddess I there see.
  For She, the field Nymphs oftentimes doth haunt,
To hunt with them the fierce and savage boar:        10
And having sported, Virelays they chant;
Whilst I, unhappy, helpless cares deplore.
  There did I call to her, ah, too unkind!
  But tiger-like, of me she had no mind.

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