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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XXXI. These waves no way in her to sink can find
William Smith (fl. 1596)
THESE waves no way in her to sink can find;
To penetrate the pith of contemplation.
These tears cannot dissolve her hardened mind,
Nor move her heart on me to take compassion.
  O then, poor CORIN, scorned and quite despised,        5
Loathe now to live! since life procures my woe.
Enough thou hast thy heart anatomised,
For her sweet sake which will no pretty show.
  But as cold winter’s storms and nipping frosts
Can never change sweet AMARANTHUS’ hue;        10
So, though my love and life by her are crossed,
My heart shall still be constant firm and true!
  Although ERINNYES hinder HYMEN’s rites,
  My fixèd faith against oblivion fights.

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