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Sonetto. 6.

[Vppon the sandes where raging sea doth roare]

Vppon the sandes where raging sea doth roare,
With fearefull sound, I standing with desire,
The element his billowes sendes to shoare,
And takes away my ioy to my great ire.
So water tho did seeke to quench my fire,
Whose furie (I beheld) with rash rebound,
That would surflow my life, o rage to dire,
My hearts high rocke was rent which stood on ground:
But high commaund retreait she made him sound,
Who once immite [sic] his furie did surcease,
And way-white waûes to vieû her did redound,
Breaking at her sight her empire to complease,
And blustring windes their forces did release,
Least that their tûmult might her eares offend,
And with a calmie fawne breath'd to her ease,
Thus was my wish to port they should her send.
So waûie seas and windes once made me sad,
So waûie seas and windes haûe made me glad.