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| 29. | SONNET 29.
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SONNET 29.
[Some in their harts their Mistres colours bears]
Some in their harts their Mistres colours bears,Some hath hir gloues, some other hath hir garters,
Some in a bracelet weares hir golden hears,
And some with kisses seale their louing charters.
But I which neuer fauor reaped yet,
Nor had one pleasant looke from hir faire brow,
Content my selfe in silent shade to sit
In hope at length my cares to ouerplow.
Meane while mine eies shall feede on hir faire face,
My sighs shall tell to hir my sad designes,
My painefull pen shall euer sue for grace
To helpe my hart, which languishing now pines.
And I will triumph still amidst my woe
Till mercy shall my sorrowes ouerflowe.
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