| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Licia | | Sonnet XVII. As are the sands, fair Licia, on the shore | | Giles Fletcher (1586?–1623) |
| | | AS are the sands, fair LICIA, on the shore; | |
| Or coloured flowers, garlands of the Spring; | |
| Or as the frosts not seen nor felt before; | |
| Or as the fruits that Autumn forth doth bring; | |
| As twinkling stars, the tinsel of the night; | 5 |
| Or as the fish that gallop in the seas; | |
| As airs, each part that still escapes our sight: | |
| So are my Sighs, controllers of my ease. | |
| Yet these are such as needs must have an end, | |
| For things finite, none else hath Nature done: | 10 |
| Only the sighs which from my heart I send | |
| Will never cease, but where they first began. | |
| Accept them, Sweet, as incense due to thee! | |
| For you immortal made them so to be. | | | | |
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