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Sonnet XIIII.

[When once I savv that no intreats vvould moue her]

When once I savv that no intreats vvould moue her,
All means I sought to be deliuered,
Against vvhite Cupid and his golden mother,
In hie contempt base vvords I vttered;
When both from clouds of her bright firmament,
With heauie griefes and strong disdaine surmounted,
Vpon my thoughts and me did shoot reueng'ment,
Whilst in our highest prides vve vvere amounted.
Nor be they pleas'd to giue vs all these vvounds,
To make me languish as a dying liuer,
But from her orbes they fling their fiarbronds,
Thereby to quite consume both hart and lyuer:
Pardon, drad povv'rs, pardon my rash offence,
By heauens bright vaile, t'vvas gainst my cōscience.