| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Chloris | | Sonnet XLIV. When I more large thy praises forth shall show | | William Smith (fl. 1596) |
| | | WHEN I more large thy praises forth shall show, | |
| That all the World thy beauty shall admire; | |
| Desiring that most sacred Nymph to know, | |
| Which hath the Shepherd’s fancy set on fire. | |
| Till then, my dear, let these thine eyes content | 5 |
| Till then, fair Love, think if I merit favour! | |
| Till then, O let thy merciful assent | |
| Relish my hopes with some comforting savour! | |
| So shall you add such courage to my Muse, | |
| That she shall climb the steep Parnassus’ Hill: | 10 |
| That learned Poets shall my deeds peruse, | |
| When I from thence obtainèd have more skill. | |
| And what I sing shall always be of thee, | |
| As long as life, or breath, remains in me. | | | | |
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