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Sonet. 6.

Fooles cannot know what fancie is,
Where wisdome findes true wit:
And who can euer ayme at blisse,
That hath no thought of it.
A shallow braine can neuer iudge,
The sweet or sower betweene:
For Vulcan was but held a drudge,
While Venus was a Queene.
A muddie spirite dwells in drosse,
While pure affection's fire,
Enflames the heart that feeles no crosse
To compasse his desire.
And sweetly doth conseale his griefe:
Who rather dies then begges reliefe.