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Sonnet VI.

[Good God hovv sencelesse be vve paramours]

Good God hovv sencelesse be vve paramours,
So proudly on a nothing for to vaunt it?
We cannot reape the meanest of all fauours,
But by and by vve thinke our sute is grauntit.
Had ye obseru'd tvvo planets vvhich then moūted,
Tvvo certaine signes of indignation,
Ye vvould haue deemed rather both consented,
To turne all hopes to desperation.
Then can you vvauer so inconstantly,
To shevv first loue, and then disdainfulnesse?
First for to bring a dramme of courtesie,
Then mix it vvith an ounce of scornfulnesse?
No, no, the doubt is ansvver'd, certainlie
She trod by chaunce, she trod not vvittingly.