Phillis Honoured with Pastorall Sonnets, Elegies, and amorous delights. VVhere-vnto is annexed, the tragicall complaynt of Elstred [by Thomas Lodge] |
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Sonnet III.
In fancies world an Atlas haue I beene,Where yet the Chaos of my ceaslesse care:
Is by hir eies vnpitied and vnseene,
In whom all giftes but pity planted are.
For mercie tho still cries my moane-clad muse,
And euery paper that she sendes to beautie:
In tract of sable teares bringes wofull newes,
Of my true heartkinde thoughts and loyall duetie.
But ah the stringes of hir hard heart are strained;
Beyond the harmonie of my desires:
And tho the happie heauens themselues haue pained,
To tame hir heart whose will so farre aspires,
Yet she who claimes the title of worldes wonder,
Thinkes all desartes to bace to bring hir vnder.
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