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SONNET 8.
[No sooner had faire Phœbus trimd his car]
No sooner had faire Phœbus trimd his car,Being newly risen from Auroraes bed,
But I in whom dispaire and hope did war,
My vnpend flocke vnto the mountaines led.
Tripping vpon the snowe soft downes I spide
Three nimphs more fairer than those beauties three,
Which did appeere to Paris on mount Ide,
Comming more neere my goddesse I there see.
For she the field nimphes oftentimes doth haunt,
To hunt with them the fierce and sauage bore,
And hauing sported virelaies they chaunt,
Whilst I vnhappy helplesse cares deplore.
There did I call to hir, ah too vnkinde,
But tyger like, of me she had no minde.
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