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SONNET 31.
[These waues no way in hir to sinke can finde]
These waues no way in hir to sinke can findeTo penetrate the pith of contemplation,
These teares cannot dissolue hir hardned minde,
Nor mooue hir hart on me to take compassion:
O then poore Coryne scornd and quite despized,
Loath now to liue since life procures thy woe,
Enough thou hast thy hart anatomized
For hir sweete sake which will no pittie shoe:
But as colde winters stormes and nipping frost,
Can neuer change sweet Amaranthus hue,
So though my loue and life by hir are crost;
My hart shall still be constant firme and true.
Although Erynnis hinders Hymens rites,
My fixed faith against obliuion fites.
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