Scillaes Metamorphosis: Enterlaced with the vnfortunate loue of Glaucus VVhereunto is annexed the delectable discourse of the discontented Satyre: with sundrie other most absolute Poems and Sonnets. Contayning the detestable tyrannie of Disdaine, and Comicall triumph of Constancie: Verie fit for young Courtiers to peruse, and coy Dames to remember. By Thomas Lodge |
Scillaes Metamorphosis: Enterlaced with the vnfortunate loue of Glaucus | ||
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[If hollowe eyes, if wan and wearish face]
If hollowe eyes, if wan and wearish face,If scalding sighes my secret suites bewray:
Loe (loue) those lookes that want their former grace,
And dying thoughts which secret ioyes betray.
And grant me this that either death may ease,
Or humble suite my mistris wrath appease.
Whose dire disdaine more pines my fainting heart,
Than Ætnaes flame that fumes both night and day:
Whose wisedome when it measures by desart,
Dissolues my doubts and driues my woes away:
Whose lookes if once they yeeld me beames of grace,
Discharge the furrowes that befret my face.
Twixt hope and happe my shippe doth beare a saile,
The Seas are sighes, the Ancker slipper ioye;
Would Sea and Ancker both, and tacke might faile,
So land of loue were gain'd to foile annoye.
I say no more, the teare that last did fall
On latter line, can shewe and open all.
Finis.
Scillaes Metamorphosis: Enterlaced with the vnfortunate loue of Glaucus | ||