| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Diana | The First Decade
Sonnet VII. Falsely doth Envy of your praises blame | | Henry Constable (1562–1613) |
| | | FALSELY doth Envy of your praises blame | |
| My tongue, my pen, my heart of flattery: | |
| Because I said, “There was no sun but thee!” | |
| It called my tongue “the partial trump of Fame.” | |
| And saith my pen hath flatterèd thy name, | 5 |
| Because my pen did to my tongue agree; | |
| And that my heart must needs a flatterer be, | |
| Which taught both tongue and pen to say the same. | |
| No, no, I flatter not when thee I call | |
| The sun, sith that the sun was never such: | 10 |
| But when the sun, thee I compared withal; | |
| Doubtless the sun I flatterèd too much. | |
| Witness mine eyes, I say the truth in this! | |
| They have seen thee, and know that so it is. | | | | |
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