| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Chloris | | Sonnet XXXI. These waves no way in her to sink can find | | William Smith (fl. 1596) |
| | | THESE waves no way in her to sink can find; | |
| To penetrate the pith of contemplation. | |
| These tears cannot dissolve her hardened mind, | |
| Nor move her heart on me to take compassion. | |
| O then, poor CORIN, scorned and quite despised, | 5 |
| Loathe now to live! since life procures my woe. | |
| Enough thou hast thy heart anatomised, | |
| For her sweet sake which will no pretty show. | |
| But as cold winter’s storms and nipping frosts | |
| Can never change sweet AMARANTHUS’ hue; | 10 |
| So, though my love and life by her are crossed, | |
| My heart shall still be constant firm and true! | |
| Although ERINNYES hinder HYMEN’s rites, | |
| My fixèd faith against oblivion fights. | | | | |
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