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SONNET 46.

[When Chloris first with hir hart-robbing-eie]

When Chloris first with hir hart-robbing-eie
Inchaunted had my silly sences all,
I little did respect loues crueltie,
I neuer thought his snares should me enthrall:
But since hir tresses haue intangled me,
My pining flocke did neuer heare me sing
Those ioly notes which earst did make them glee,
Nor do my kids about me leape and spring,
As they were wont, but when they heare me crie
They likewise crie and fill the aire with bleating:
Then do my sheepe vpon the cold earth lie,
And feede no more, my griefes they are repeating.
O Chloris if thou then sawest them and me
I'am sure thou wouldste both pitie them and me.