SONNET. XLII.

HE/loue which me fo cruelly tormenteth,

TH

so pleasing is in my extreamest paine : that, all the more my forrow it augmenteth, the more I loue and doe embrace my bane. Ne doe I wish (for wifhing were but vaine) to be acquit fro my continuall smart: but ioy her thrall for euer to remayne,

and yield for pledge my poore captyued hart The which that it from her may neuer start,

let her, yf please her, bynd with adamant chayne: and from all wandring loues which mote peruart, his safe assurance, strongly it restrayne.

Onely let her abftaine from cruelty,

and doe me not before my time to dy.

SONNET. XLIII.

HALL/I then silent be, or shall I speake?

SH

And if I fpeake, her wrath renew I fhall: and if I filent be, my hart will breake,

or choked be with ouerflowing gall.

What tyranny is this both my hart to thrall,

and eke my toung with proud restraint to tie?

that nether I may speake nor thinke at all,

but like a stupid ftock in filence die.

Yet I my hart with filence fecretly

will teach to speak, and my iuft caufe to plead : and eke mine eies with meeke humility,

loue learned letters to her eyes to read.

Which her deep wit, that true harts thought can spel, wil foon conceiue, and learne to construe well.

WHE

SONNET. XLIIII.

HEN/ those renoumed noble Peres of Greece, thrugh stubborn pride among thêselues did iar forgetfull of the famous golden fleece,

then Orpheus with his harp theyr ftrife did bar. But this continuall cruell ciuill warre,

the which my felfe against my felfe doe make:
whilest my weak powres of passions warreid arre,
no skill can stint nor reason can aslake.

But when in hand my tunelesse harp I take,
then doe I more augment my foes despight :
and griefe renew, and paffions doe awake,
to battaile fresh against my felfe to fight.
Mongst whome the more I feeke to fettle peace,
the more I fynd their malice to increace.

L

SONNET. XLV.

EAUE / lady in your glasse of christall clene, Your goodly felfe for euermore to vew : and in my felfe, my inward felfe, I meane, most liuely lyke behold your semblant trew. Within my hart, though hardly it can fhew, thing fo diuine to vew of earthly eye: the fayre Idea of your celeftial hew, and euery part remaines immortally: And were it not that, through your cruelty, with forrow dimmed and deformd it were: the goodly ymage of your vifnomy,

clearer than christall would therein appere. But if your felfe in me ye playne will fee,

remoue the cause by which your fayre beames darkned be. /

SONNET. XLVI.

HEN my abodes prefixed time is spent,

WH

My cruell fayre ftreight bids me wend my way : but then fro heauen most hideous stormes are sent as willing me against her will to stay.

Whom then fhall I or heauen or her obay,

the heauens know beft what is the best for me: but as she will, whofe will my life doth sway, my lower heauen, fo it perforce must bee. But ye high heuens, that all this forowe fee, fith all your tempefts cannot hold me backe: afwage your stormes, or elfe both you, and fhe, will both together me too forely wrack. Enough it is for one man to sustaine,

the stormes, which she alone on me doth raine.

T

SONNET. XLVII.

RUST/not the treafon of those fmyling lookes,

vntill ye haue theyr guylefull traynes well tryde: for they are lyke but vnto golden hookes,

that from the foolish fish theyr bayts do hyde : So fhe with flattring fmyles weake harts doth guyde, vnto her loue, and tempte to theyr decay, whome being caught the kills with cruell pryde, and feeds at pleasure on the wretched pray: Yet euen whylft her bloody hands them flay, her eyes looke louely and vpon them smyle: that they take pleasure in their cruell play, and dying doe them felues of payne beguyle. O mighty charm which makes men loue theyr bane, and thinck they dy with pleafure, liue with payne,

SONNET. XLVIII.

NNO/CENT paper whom too cruell hand,
Did make the matter to auenge her yre:
and ere she could thy cause wel vnderstand,
did facrifize vnto the greedy fyre.

Well worthy thou to haue found better hyre,
then fo bad end for hereticks ordayned:
yet herefy nor treafon didst conspire,

but plead thy maisters cause vniustly payned. Whom she all careleffe of his griefe conftrayned to vtter forth th' anguish of his hart:

and would not heare, when he to her complayned, the piteous passion of his dying smart.

Yet liue for euer, though against her will,

and speake her good, though she requite it ill.

SONNET. XLIX.

AYRE/cruell, why are ye fo fierce and cruell,

FA

Is it because your eyes haue powre to kill? then know, that mercy is the mighties iewell, and greater glory thinke to faue then spill. But if it be your pleasure and proud will,

to fhew the powre of your imperious eyes: then not on him that neuer thought you ill, but bend your force against your enemyes. Let them feele th' vtmost of your crueltyes, and kill, with looks as Cockatrices doo : but him that at your footstoole humbled lies, with mercifull regard, giue mercy too. Such mercy fhal you make admyred to be, so shall you liue by giuing life to me.

L

SONNET. L.

ONG / languishing in double malady,

of my harts wound and of my bodies greife: there came to me a leach that would apply

fit medicines for my bodies best reliefe. Vayne man (quod I) that haft but little priefe: in deep discouery of the mynds disease,

is not the hart of all the body chiefe?

and rules the members as it felfe doth please. Then with fome cordialls feeke firft to appease, the inward languour of my wounded hart, and then my body fhall haue fhortly ease; but fuch sweet cordialls paffe Physitions art. Then my lyfes Leach doe you your skill reueale, and with one falue both hart and body heale.

SONNET. LI.

OE/I not fee that fayrest ymages

DOE

Of hardest Marble are of purpose made? for that they fhould endure through many ages, ne let theyr famous moniments to fade.

Why then doe I, vntrainde in louers trade,

her hardnes blame which I fhould more cômend?

fith neuer ought was excellent assayde,

which was not hard t' atchiue and bring to end. Ne ought fo hard, but he that would attend, mote foften it and to his will allure:

fo doe I hope her stubborne hart to bend, and that it then more ftedfaft will endure. Onely my paines wil be the more to get her,

but hauing her, my ioy will be the greater.