Parthenophil and Parthenophe Sonnettes, Madrigals, Elegies and Odes [by Barnabe Barnes] |
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SONNET LXXXIII.
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SONNET LXXXIII.
[Darke night blacke image of my fowle dispare]
Darke night blacke image of my fowle dispare,With greeuous fancies cease to vexe my soule,
With payne, sore smart, hot fires, cold feares, long care:
Too much (alas) this ceaselesse stone to roule.
My dayes be spent in penning thy sweet prayses,
In pleading to thy bewtie neuer matched,
In looking on thy face, whose sight amazes
My sence, and thus my long dayes be dispatched.
But night fourth from the mistie region rising
Fancies with feare, and sad dispayer doth send,
Mine hart with horrour, and vayne thoughtes agrizing:
And thus the fearefull tedious nightes I spend:
Wishing the noone to me were silent night,
And shades nocturnall, turned to daylight.
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