| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Chloris | | Sonnet XVI. Which I pour forth unto a cruel Saint | | William Smith (fl. 1596) |
| | | WHICH I pour forth unto a cruel Saint, | |
| Who merciless my prayers doth attend: | |
| Who tiger-like doth pity my complaint; | |
| And never unto my woes will lend. | |
| But still false hope despairing life deludes; | 5 |
| And tells my fancy I shall grace obtain. | |
| But CHLORIS fair, my orisons concludes | |
| With fearful frowns, presagers of my pain. | |
| Thus do I spend the weary wandering day, | |
| Oppressèd with a chaos of heart’s grief: | 10 |
| Thus I consume the obscure night away, | |
| Neglecting sleep which brings all cares relief. | |
| Thus I pass my lingering life in woe: | |
| But when my bliss will come, I do not know! | | | | |
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