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SONNET 12.
[Cease eies to weepe sith none bemones your weeping]
Cease eies to weepe sith none bemones your weeping,Leaue of good muse to sound the cruell name
Of my loues Queene which hath my hart in keeping,
Yet of my loue doth make a iesting game.
Long hath my sufferance labored to inforce,
One pearle of pitie from hir pretty eies,
Whilst I with restles Oceans of remorce
Bedew the banks where my faire Chloris lies,
Where my faire Chloris baths hir tender skin,
And doth triumph to see such riuers fall
From those moist springs, which neuer dry haue bin
Since she their honor hath detain'de in thrall.
And still she scornes one fauoring smile to showe
Vnto those waues proceeding from my woe.
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