| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Diana | The Third Decade
Sonnet IX. Woe to mine eyes! the organs of mine ill | | Henry Constable (1562–1613) |
| | | WOE to mine eyes! the organs of mine ill; | |
| Hate to my heart! for not concealing joy; | |
| A double curse upon my tongue be still! | |
| Whose babbling lost what else I might enjoy. | |
| When first mine eyes did with thy beauty toy, | 5 |
| They to my heart thy wondrous virtues told; | |
| Who, fearing lest thy beams should him destroy, | |
| Whate’er he knew, did to my tongue unfold. | |
| My tell-tale tongue, in talking over bold, | |
| What they in private council did declare, | 10 |
| To thee! in plain and public terms unrolled: | |
| And so by that, made thee more coyer far. | |
| What in thy praise he spoke, that didst thou trust! | |
| And yet my sorrows, thou dost hold unjust! | | | | |
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