| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Chloris | | Sonnet XX. Ye wasteful woods, bear witness of my woe! | | William Smith (fl. 1596) |
| | | YE wasteful woods, bear witness of my woe! | |
| Wherein my plaints did oftentimes abound. | |
| Ye, careless birds, my sorrows well do know! | |
| They, in your songs, were wont to make a sound. | |
| Thou, pleasant spring, canst record likewise bear. | 5 |
| Of my designs and sad disparagement! | |
| When thy transparent billows mingled were | |
| With those downfalls which from mine eyes were sent. | |
| The echo of my still-lamenting cries, | |
| From hollow vaults, in treble voice resoundeth; | 10 |
| And then into the empty air it flies, | |
| And back again from whence it came reboundeth. | |
| That Nymph, unto my clamours doth reply, | |
| “Being likewise scorned in love, as well as I.” | | | | |
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