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Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.

Chloris

Sonnet XXX. The raging sea, within his limits lies

William Smith (fl. 1596)

THE RAGING sea, within his limits lies;

And with an ebb, his flowing doth discharge:

The rivers, when beyond their bounds they rise

Themselves do empty in the ocean large:

But my love’s sea, which never limit keepeth;

Which never ebbs, but always ever floweth,

In liquid salt unto my CHLORIS weepeth;

Yet frustrate are the tears which he bestoweth.

This sea, which first was but a little spring,

Is now so great, and far beyond all reason,

That it a deluge to my thoughts doth bring;

Which overwhelmèd hath my joying season.

So hard and dry is my Saint’s cruel mind;

These waves no way in her to sink can find.