| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Phillis | | Sonnet XIV. I wrote in Mirrha’s bark, and as I wrote | | Thomas Lodge (1558–1625) |
| | | I WROTE in Mirrha’s bark, and as I wrote, | |
| Poor Mirrha wept because I wrote forsaken; | |
| ’Twas of thy pride I sung in weeping note, | |
| When as her leaves great moan for pity maken. | |
| The falling fountains from the mountains falling, | 5 |
| Cried out, alas, so fair and be so cruel! | |
| And babbling echo never ceasèd calling, | |
| Phillis, disdain is fit for none but truthless. | |
| The rising pines wherein I had engraved | |
| Thy memory consulting with the wind, | 10 |
| Are trucemen to thy heart and thoughts depraved, | |
| And say, thy kind should not be so unkind. | |
| But, out alas! so fell is Phillis fearless, | |
| That she hath made her Damon well-nigh tearless. |
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[XV. and XVI.—These poems are not in sonnet form and are omitted.] | | | |
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