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Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867.

II. Recollections of the Time He Spent in Windsor Castle

Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey (1517–1547)

WHEN Windsor walls sustained my wearied arm,

My hand my chin, to ease my restless head,

The pleasant plot, revested green with warm,

The blossomed boughs with lusty Ver y-spread,

The flowered meads, the wedded birds so late,

Mine eyes discover; and to my mind resort

The jolly woes, the hateless short debate,

The rakehell life, that ’longs to love’s disport;

Wherewith, alas! the heavy charge of care

Heaped in my breast breaks forth against my will

In smoky sighs that overcast the air:

My vapored eyes such dreary tears distil,

The tender spring which quicken where they fall;

And I half bend, to throw me down withal.