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Sonnet V.

[Faire Queene of Gnidos come adorn my forehead]

Faire Queene of Gnidos come adorn my forehead,
And crovvne me vvith the lavvrell emperor,
I'ó thrise sing I'ó about thy Poet,
Loe on my goddesse I am conqueror.
For once by chaunce, not sure, or vvittingly,
Vpon my foot, her tender foot alighted,
With that she pluckt it off full vvimbely,
As though the verie touch had her afrighted:
Deere mistresse, vvill you deale so cruelly,
To priue me of so small a benefit?
What? do you iert it off so nimbely,
As though in verie sooth a snake had bit it?
Yea bit perhaps indeed: Ho, Muses blab you?
Not a vvord Pieannets, or I vvill gag you.