| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907. | | | | For Pity, Pretty Eyes, Surcease | | By Thomas Lodge (1558–1625) |
| | | FOR pity, pretty eyes, surcease | |
| To give me war, and grant me peace. | |
| Triumphant eyes, why bear you arms | |
| Against a heart that thinks no harms? | |
| A heart already quite appalled, | 5 |
| A heart that yields and is enthralled? | |
| Kill rebels, proudly that resist; | |
| Not those that in true faith persist, | |
| And conquered serve your deity. | |
| Will you, alas! command me die? | 10 |
| Then die I yours, and death my cross; | |
| But unto you pertains the loss. | | | | |
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