 | Parthenophil and Parthenophe |  |
SONNET CV.
[Ah me how many wayes haue I assaide]
Ah me how many wayes haue I assaideTo winne my mistresse to me ceaselesse suite?
What endlesse meanes and prayers haue I made
To thy faire graces euer deafe and mute?
At thy long absence like an errant page
With sighes and teares long iourneyes did I make,
Through pathes vnknowne in tedious pilgrimage
And neuer slept, but alwayes did awake.
And hauing founde the ruthlesse, and vnkinde:
Soft skinn'd, hard-harted, sweet lookes, voyde of pittie:
Ten thousand furies raged in my minde
Chaunging the tenour of my louely dittie:
By whose enchaunting sawes, and magicke spell
Thine hard indurate hart, I must compell.
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