| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Laura—Part III. | | XII. Joy of my soul! My blindfold eyes’ clear light! | | Robert Tofte (1561–1620) |
| | | JOY of my soul! My blindfold eyes’ clear light! | |
| Cordial of heart! Right methridate of love! | |
| Fair orient pearl! Bright shining margarite! | |
| Pure quintessence of heaven’s delight above! | |
| When shall I taste, what favour grants me touch; | 5 |
| And ease the rage of mine so sharp desire? | |
| When shall I free enjoy, what I so much | |
| Do covet; but I doubt in vain, to aspire? | |
| Ah, do not still my soul thus tantalise; | |
| But once, through grace, the same imparadise! | 10 | | | |
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