Afflicts both earth and skies, And to his woe betooke, Doth breake both pipe and hooke. +For whom complaines the morne, (25) For whom the Sea-Nimphs mourne. Alas his paine is nought, For were my woe but thought: Oh how would Phæbe sigh, if she did looke on me?
FINIS. Thom. Lodge.
¶ Phæbes Sonnet, a replie to Montanus passion. +
D Owne a downe, +Thus Phillis sung, By fancie once distressed: Who so by foolish Loue are stung (5) are worthily oppressed. And so sing I, with downe a downe, &c.