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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XXVII. O Love, leave off with sorrows to torment me!
William Smith (fl. 1596)
O LOVE, leave off with sorrows to torment me!
Let my heart’s grief and pining pain content thee!
The breach is made; I give thee leave to enter!
Thee to resist, great god, I dare not venture!
  Restless desire doth aggravate my anguish;        5
Careful conceits do fill my soul with languish:
Be not too cruel, in thy conquest gained!
Thy deadly shafts have victory obtained!
  Batter no more my Fort with fierce affection;
But shield me, captive, under thy protection!        10
[Two lines wanting.]

  I yield to thee, O LOVE, thou art the stronger!
  Raise then thy siege, and trouble me no longer!

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