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- # SONNETS.
I was not sick of any seare from thence.
But when your countinance did vp his line,
Then lackt I matter, that inseebled mine.
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Farewell thou art too deare for my possessing,
And like enough thou knowst thy estimate,
The Charter of thy worth gues thee releasing:
My bonds in thee are all determinate.
For how do I hold thee but by thy granting,
And for that ritches where is my deseruing?
The cause of this faire guift in me is wanting,
And so my patient back againe is sweruing.
Thy seife thou gau'st, thy owne worth then not knowing,
Or mee to whom thou gau'st it, else mistaking,
So thy great guift vpon misprision growing.
Comes home againe, on better iudgement making.
Thus haue I had thee as a dreame doth flatter,
In sleepe a King, but waking no such matter.
88
VV Hen thou shalt be dispode to set me light,
And place my merit in the eie of skorne,
Vpon thy side, against my seife ile fight,
And proue thee virtuous, though thou art forsworne:
With mine owne weakeneffe being best acquainted,
Vpon thy part I can set downe a story
Of faults conceald, wherein I am attainted:
That thou in loofing me, shall win much glory:
And I by this wil be a gainer too,
For bending all my louing thoughts on thee,
The injuries that to my seife I doe,
Doing thee vantage, duble vantage me,
Such is my loue, to thee Ifo belong,
That for thy right, my seife will beare all wrong.
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S Ay that thou didst forfake mee for some fair,
And I will comment vpon that offence,
F 3
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