| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Chloris | | Sonnet XXXVII. Each beast in field doth wish the morning light | | William Smith (fl. 1596) |
| | | EACH beast in field doth wish the morning light. | |
| The birds to HESPER pleasant Lays do sing. | |
| The wanton kids, well fed, rejoice in night; | |
| Being likewise glad when day begins to spring. | |
| But night, nor day, are welcome unto me: | 5 |
| Both can bear witness of my lamentation. | |
| All day, sad sighing CORIN you shall see; | |
| All night he spends in tears and exclamation. | |
| Thus still I live, although I take no rest; | |
| But living look as one that is a dying: | 10 |
| Thus my sad soul, with care and grief opprest, | |
| Seems as a ghost to Styx and Lethe flying. | |
| Thus hath fond love bereft my youthful years | |
| Of all good hap, before old age appears. | | | | |
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