The Tragicall Death of Sophonisba Written by David Mvrray |
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17. Sonet.
[Gazing from out the windowes of mine eyes]
Gazing from out the windowes of mine eyes,To view the obiect of my hearts desire,
My famish'd lookes in wandring troupes forth flies:
Hoping by some good fortune to espie her,
But hauing flowne with staring wings long space,
And missing still the aime that caus'd them soare,
Scorning to feed on any other face,
Turnes to their cabins backe and flies no more,
And there enclos'd disdaines to view the light,
Shadowing my face with sable cloudes of griefe:
And thus I breath in cares continuall night,
Till that her sight afford me some reliefe.
Sweet then make hast these cloudy cares to cleare,
And glad those eyes that holds thy sight so deare.
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