1561086Reuealing day through euery crannie
spies,
1087And
seems to point her out where
she
sits weeping,
1088To whom
shee
sobbing
speakes, ô eye of eyes,
1089Why pry'
st thou throgh my window? leaue thy pee
-(ping,
1090Mock with thy tickling beams, eies that are
sleeping;
1091 Brand not my forehead with thy percing light,
1092 For day hath nought to do what's done by night.
1571093Thus cauils
shee with euerie thing
shee
sees,
1094True griefe is fond and te
stie as a childe,
1095Who wayward once, his mood with naught agrees,
1096Old woes, not infant
sorrowes beare them milde,
1097Continuance tames the one, the other wilde,
1098 Like an vnpra
ctiz'd
swimmer plunging
still,
1099 With too much labour drowns for want of skill.
1581100So
shee deepe drenched in a Sea of care,
1101Holds di
sputation with ech thing
shee vewes,
1102And to her
selfe all
sorrow doth compare,
1103No obie
ct but her pa
ssions
strength renewes:
1104And as one
shiftes another
straight in
sewes,
1105 Somtime her griefe is dumbe and hath no words,
1106 Sometime tis mad and too much talke a
ffords.
1591107The little birds that tune their mornings ioy,
1108Make her mones mad, with their
sweet melodie,
1109"For mirth doth
search the bottome of annoy,
1110"Sad
soules are
slaine in merrie companie,
1111"Griefe be
st is plea
s'd with griefes
societie;
1112 "True
sorrow then is feelinglie
su
ffiz'd,
1113 "
When with like
semblance it is
simpathiz'd.
1601114"Tis double death to drowne in ken of
shore,
1115"He ten times pines, that pines beholding food,
1116"To
see the
salue doth make the wound ake more:
1117"Great griefe greeues mo
st at that wold do it good;
1118"Deepe woes roll forward like a gentle
flood,
1119 Who being
stopt, the boūding banks ore
flowes,
1120 Griefe dallied with, nor law, nor limit knowes.