| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | The Tears of Fancie | | Sonnet LVI. Were words dissolued to sighs, sighs into teares | | Thomas Watson (15551592) |
| | | WERE words dissolued to sighs, sighs into teares, | |
| And eurie teare to torments of the mind: | |
| The minds distresse into those deadly feares, | |
| That find more death than death it selfe can find | |
| VVere all the woes of all the world in one, | 5 |
| Sorrow and death set downe in all their pride: | |
| Yet were they insufficient to bemone, | |
| The restles horrors that my hart doth hide. | |
| Where blacke dispaire doth feede on euerie thought, | |
| And deepe dispaire is cause of endles griefe: | 10 |
| Where euerie sense with sorrowes ouer-wrought, | |
| Liues but in death dispairing of reliefe. | |
| Whilst thus my heart with loues plague torne asunder, | |
| May of the world be cald the wofull wonder. | | | | |
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