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Sonnet XX.

[Receaue these vvrits, my svveet and deerest frend]

Receaue these vvrits, my svveet and deerest frend,
The liuelie patterns of my liuelesse bodie,
VVhere thou shalt find in Hebon pictures pend,
Hovv I vvas meeke, but thou extreamlie blodie.
I'le vvalke forlorne along the vvillovv shades,
Alone complaining of a ruthlesse dame;
VVhere ere I passe, the rocks, the hilles, the glades,
In pittious yelles shall sound her cruell name.
There I vvill vvaile the lot vvhich fortune sent me,
And make my mones vnto the sauage eares,
The remnant of the daies vvhich nature lent me,
Ile spend them all, conceald, in ceaselesse teares.
Since vnkind fates permit me not t'enioy her,
No more, burst eyes, I meane for to annoy her.