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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XLVII. O whither, poor Forsaken! wilt thou go?
Samuel Daniel (1562–1619)
[First printed in this edition.]

At the Author’s going into Italy.

O WHITHER, poor Forsaken! wilt thou go?
    To go from sorrow, and thine own distress;
    When every place presents like face of woe,
    And no remove can make thy sorrows less!
Yet go, Forsaken! Leave these woods, these plains!        5
    Leave her and all! and all for her, that leaves
    Thee and thy love forlorn; and both disdains:
    And of both, wrongful deems, and ill conceives.
Seek out some place! and see if any place
    Can give the least release unto thy grief!        10
    Convey thee from the thought of thy disgrace!
    Steal from thy self! and be thy cares own thief!
But yet what comfort, shall I hereby gain?
Bearing the wound, I needs must feel the pain.

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