Classic Poem

Sonnet. VII.

Thou wilt perseuer, euer to disdaine mee,
and I shall then dye, when thou wilt repent it:
o doe not therefore from complaint restraine mee,
and take my life from mee, to mee that lent it.
For whilst these accents, weepingly exprest
in humble lynes, of reuerentest zeale,
Haue issue to complaint, from mine vnrest
they but thy beauties wonder shall reueale.
And though the greeued Muse, of some other Louer,
(whose lesse deuotions knew but woes like mine)
would rather seeke occasion to discouer
how little pittifull, and how much vnkind,
they other (not so worthy beauties) find,
O I not so, but seeke with humble prayer,
Meanes how to mooue th' vnmercifullest fayre.