| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907. | | | | Doralicia’s Ditty | | By Robert Greene (1558–1592) |
| | | IN time we see that silver drops | |
| The craggy stones make soft; | |
| The slowest snail in time we see | |
| Doth creep and climb aloft. | |
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| With feeble puffs the tallest pine | 5 |
| In tract of time doth fall; | |
| The hardest heart in time doth yield | |
| To Venus’ luring call. | |
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| Where chilling frost alate did nip, | |
| There flasheth now a fire; | 10 |
| Where deep disdain bred noisome hate, | |
| There kindleth now desire. | |
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| Time causeth hope to have his hap; | |
| What care in time not eased? | |
| In time I loathed that now I love, | 15 |
| In both content and pleased. | | | | |
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