| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Parthenophil and Parthenophe | | Sonnet XXVIII. So be my labours endless in their turns | | Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609) |
| | | SO be my labours endless in their turns. | |
| Turn! turn, PARTHENOPHE! Turn, and relent! | |
| Hard is thine heart, and never will repent! | |
| See how this heart within my body burns! | |
| Thou see’st it not! and therefore thou rejournes | 5 |
| My pleasures! Ill my days been overspent. | |
| When I beg grace, thou mine entreaty spurns; | |
| Mine heart, with hope upheld, with fear returns. | |
| Betwixt these Passions, endless is my fit. | |
| Then if thou be but human, grant some pity! | 10 |
| Or if a Saint? sweet mercies are their meeds! | |
| Fair, lovely, chaste, sweet spoken, learned, witty; | |
| These make thee Saint-like! and these, Saints befit: | |
| But thine hard heart makes all these graces, weeds! | | | | |
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