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Parthenophil and Parthenophe

Sonnettes, Madrigals, Elegies and Odes [by Barnabe Barnes]

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SONNET L.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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SONNET L.

[So warble out your tragique notes of sorrow]

So warble out your tragique notes of sorrow
Blacke harpe of liuer-pyning melancholie
Blacke humor patrone of my fancies folie,
Meere folies which from fancies fier borrow,
Hot fier which burnes day, night, midnight, and morrow,
Long morning which prolonges my sorrowes solie
And euer ouerules my passions wholie:
So that my fortune where it first made forrow
Shall there remaine, and euer shall it plowe
The bowels of mine hart, mine harts hot bowells:
And in their forrowes sow the seedes of loue,
Which thou didst sow, and newly spring vp now
And make me write vayne wordes, no wordes but vowells,
For nought to me good consonant would proue.