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SONNET 38.
[That day wherein mine eies cannot hir see]
That day wherein mine eies cannot hir see,Which is the essence of their christall sight,
Both blinde, obscure and dimme that day they bee,
And are debarred of faire heauens light,
That day wherein mine eares do want to heare hir,
Hearing that day is from me quite bereft,
That day wherein to touch I come not neer hir,
That day no sence of touching I haue left,
That day wherein I lacke the fragrant smell,
Which from hir pleasant amber breath proceedeth,
Smelling that day disdaines with me to dwell,
Onely weake hope my pining carcase feedeth.
But burst poore hart thou hast no better hope,
Since all thy sences haue no further scope.
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