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[Sonnet. 23.]

[Aye me that loue wants power to pierce the hart]

Aye me that loue wants power to pierce the hart,
Of my harts obiect beauties rarest wonder:
VVhat is become of that hart-thrilling dart,
VVhose power brought the heauenly powers vnder.
Ah gentle loue if empty be thy quiuer,
Vnmaske thy selfe and looke within my brest:
VVhere thou shalt find the dart that made me shiuer,
But can I liue and see my loue distrest.
Ah no that shaft was cause of sorrow endles,
And paine perpetuall should my Lady proue:
If hart were pierst, the deare loue be not friendles,
Although I neuer found a friend of loue,
If not without her hart, her loue be gained,
Let me liue still forlorne and die disdained.