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Sonnet XIX.

[It shall be sayd I dy'de for Cœlia]

It shall be sayd I dy'de for Cœlia;
Then quicke thou grieslie man of Erebus,
Transport me hence vnto Proserpina,
To be adiudg'd as vvilfull amor'us:
To be hong vp vvithin the liquid aire,
For all the sighs vvhich I in vaine haue vvasted,
To be through Lethes vvaters clensed faire,
For those darke clouds vvhich haue my lookes or'ecasted,
To be condemd to euerlasting fire,
Because at Cupids fire I vvilfull brent me,
And to be clad for deadly dumps in mire:
Among so manie plagues vvhich shall torment me,
One solace I shall find vvhen I am ouer,
It vvill be knovvne I dy'de a constant louer.