| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Parthenophil and Parthenophe | | Sonnet LXI. To none but to Prometheus, me compare! | | Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609) |
| | | TO none but to PROMETHEUS, me compare! | |
| From sacred heaven, he stole that holy fire. | |
| I, from thine eyes, stole fire! My judgements are | |
| For to be bound, with chains of strong Desire, | |
| To that hard rock of thy thrice cruel heart! | 5 |
| The ceaseless waves, which on the rocks do dash | |
| Yet never pierce, but forcèd, backward start; | |
| Those be these endless tears, my cheeks which wash! | |
| The vulture, which is, by my goddess’ doom, | |
| Assigned to feed upon mine endless liver; | 10 |
| Despair, by thee procured! which leaves no room | |
| For JOCULUS to jest with CUPID’s quiver. | |
| This swallows worlds of livers, spending few; | |
| But not content—O god! shall this be true? | | | | |
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