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Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.

The Tears of Fancie

Sonnet III. Shee smild to see her sonne in such a rage

Thomas Watson (1555–1592)

SHEE smild to see her sonne in such a rage,

I laught to thinke how I had Loue preuented:

He frownd and vowd nought should his ire asswage,

Till I had stoopt to Loue, and loue repented.

The more he rag’d the greater grew our laughter,

The more we laught the fiercer was his ire:

And in his anger sware my poore harts slaughter,

VVhich in my breast beautie should set on fire.

Faire Venus seeing her deere sonne in chollar,

Fearing mishap by his too hasty anger:

Perswaded him that shee would worke my dollor,

And by her meanes procure my endles langor.

So Loue and loues Queene (Loue hauing consented,)

Agreed that I by Loue should be tormented.