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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XXXVIII. That day wherein mine eyes cannot her see
William Smith (fl. 1596)
THAT day wherein mine eyes cannot her see,
Which is the essence of their crystal sight;
Both blind, obscure, and dim that day they be,
And are debarrèd of fair heaven’s light.
  That day wherein mine ears do want to hear her;        5
Hearing, that day, is from me quite bereft.
That day wherein to touch I come not near her;
That day no sense of touching I have left.
  That day wherein I lack the fragrant smell,
Which from her pleasant amber breath proceedeth;        10
Smelling, that day, disdains with me to dwell.
Only weak hope, my pining carcase feedeth.
  But burst, poor heart! Thou hast no better hope,
  Since all thy senses have no further scope.

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