The tears of Fancie or, Loue Disdained |
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Sonnet. XXXIII.
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 | The tears of Fancie |  |
Sonnet. XXXIII.
[Some say that women loue for to be praised]
Some say that women loue for to be praised,But droope when as they thinke their faire must die:
Ioying to haue their beauties glorie raised,
By faines shril trompe aboue the starrie skie.
I then whome want of skill might be with drawing,
Extold her beautie not as yet deserued:
She said my words were flatterie and fayning,
For good intent to bad euent soone swerued.
Some say againe they will denie and take it,
I gaue my hart my hart that dearely cost me:
No sooner offerd but she did forsake it,
Scorning my proffered gift so still she crost me.
But were I (alas I am not) false and truthles:
Then had she reason to be sterne and ruthles.
| The tears of Fancie | |