| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Parthenophil and Parthenophe | | Sonnet LXXIII. Why did rich Nature, Graces grant to thee? | | Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609) |
| | | WHY did rich Nature, Graces grant to thee? | |
| Since Thou art such a niggard of thy grace! | |
| Or how can Graces in thy body be? | |
| Where neither they, nor pity find a place! | |
| Ah, they be Handmaids to thy Beauty’s Fury! | 5 |
| Making thy face to tyrannize on men. | |
| Condemned before thy Beauty, by Love’s Jury; | |
| And by thy frowns, adjudged to Sorrow’s Den: | |
| Grant me some grace! for Thou, with grace art wealthy; | |
| And kindly may’st afford some gracious thing. | 10 |
| Mine hopes all, as my mind, weak and unhealthy; | |
| All her looks gracious, yet no grace do bring | |
| To me, poor wretch! Yet be the Graces there! | |
| But I, the Furies in my breast do bear! | | | | |
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