| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | The Tears of Fancie | | Sonnet XL. The common ioye, the cheere of companie | | Thomas Watson (15551592) |
| | | THE COMMON ioye, the cheere of companie, | |
| Twixt myrth and mone doth plague me euermore: | |
| For pleasant talke or musicks melodie, | |
| Yelds no such salue vnto my secret sore. | |
| For still I liue in spight of cruell death, | 5 |
| And die againe in spight of lingring life: | |
| Feede still with hope which doth prolong my breath, | |
| But choackt with feare and strangled still with strife, | |
| VVitnes the daies which I in dole consume, | |
| And weary nights beare record of my woe: | 10 |
| O wronge full world which makst my fancie fume, | |
| Fie fickle Fortune fie, thou art my foe. | |
| O heauie hap so froward is my chance, | |
| No daies nor nights nor worlds can me aduance. | | | | |
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