| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Clia | | Sonnet I. Judged by my Goddess doom to endless pain | | William Percy (15751648) |
| | | JUDGED by my Goddess doom to endless pain; | |
| Lo, here I ope my Sorrows Passion! | |
| That every silly eye may view most plain | |
| A Sentence given on no occasion. | |
| If that, by chance, they fall (most fortunate!) | 5 |
| Within those cruel hands that did enact it; | |
| Say but Alas, he was too Passionate! | |
| My doom is passed, nor can be now unactit. | |
| So mayst Thou see I was a spotless lover! | |
| And grieve withal that, ere, thou dealt so sore! | 10 |
| Unto remorse, who goes about to move her, | |
| Pursues the wingèd winds, and tills the shore! | |
| Lovely is her Semblance, hard is her Heart; | |
| Wavering is her Mind, sure is her Dart! | | | | |
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