| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Chloris | | Sonnet XLIX. Colin, I know that, in thy lofty wit | | William Smith (fl. 1596) |
| | | COLIN, I know that, in thy lofty wit, | |
| Thou wilt but laugh at these my youthful lines; | |
| Content I am, they should in silence sit, | |
| Obscured from light to sing their sad designs. | |
| But that it pleasèd thy grave Shepherdhood, | 5 |
| The Patron of my maiden verse to be; | |
| When I in doubt of raging envy stood: | |
| And now I weigh not who shall CHLORIS see! | |
| For fruit before it comes to full perfection | |
| But blossoms is, as every man doth know: | 10 |
| So these, being blooms, and under thy protection, | |
| In time I hope to ripeness more will grow. | |
| And so I leave thee to thy worthy Muse; | |
Desiring thee, all faults here to excuse.
F I N I S. | | | | |
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