Sonnet XXVIII. Fast flowing teares from watery eies abounding

Thomas Watson (1555–1592)

FAST flowing teares from watery eies abounding,

In tract of time by sorrow so constrained:

And framd a fountaine in which Eccho founding,

The’nd of my plaints (vaine plaints of Loue disdained.)

VVhen to the wel of mine owne eies weeping,

I gan repaire renewing former greeuing:

And endles moane Eccho me companie keeping,

Her vnreuealed woe my woe reuealing.

My sorrowes ground was on her sorrow grounded,

The Lad was faire but proud that her perplexed:

Her harts deepe wound was in my hart deepe wounded,

Faire and too proud is she that my hart vexed.

But faire and too proud must release harts pining,

Or hart must sigh and burst with ioies declining.