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 | The tears of Fancie |  |
Sonnet. 52.
[Each Creature ioyes Appollos happie sight]
Each Creature ioyes Appollos happie sight,And feede them selues with his fayre beames reflecting
Nyght wandering trauelers at Cinihias sight,
Clere vp their clowdy thoughts fond fere reiecting
But darke disdayne eclipsed hath my sun,
VVhose shining beames my wandering thought were guiding,
For want whereof my litle worlde is done
That I vnneath can stay my mind from sliding,
O happie birds that at your pleasure maie:
Behold the glorious light of sols a raies,
Most wretched I borne in some dismall daie:
That cannot see the beames my sun displaies,
My glorious sun in whome all vertue shrowds
That light the world but shines to me in clowds.
| The tears of Fancie | |