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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XXX. The raging sea, within his limits lies
William Smith (fl. 1596)
THE RAGING sea, within his limits lies;
And with an ebb, his flowing doth discharge:
The rivers, when beyond their bounds they rise
Themselves do empty in the ocean large:
  But my love’s sea, which never limit keepeth;        5
Which never ebbs, but always ever floweth,
In liquid salt unto my CHLORIS weepeth;
Yet frustrate are the tears which he bestoweth.
  This sea, which first was but a little spring,
Is now so great, and far beyond all reason,        10
That it a deluge to my thoughts doth bring;
Which overwhelmèd hath my joying season.
  So hard and dry is my Saint’s cruel mind;
  These waves no way in her to sink can find.

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