| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Zepheria | | Canzon 17. How shall I deck my Love in love’s habiliment | | Anonymous |
| | | HOW shall I deck my Love in love’s habiliment, | |
| And her embellish in a right depaint? | |
| Sith now is left, nor rose, nor hyacinth, | |
| Each one their beauties with their hue acquaint. | |
| The gold ceiling of thy brow’s rich frame | 5 |
| Designs the proud pomp of thy face’s architure. | |
| Crystal transparent casements to the same, | |
| Are thine eyes’ sun, which do the world depure; | |
| Whose silvery canopy, gold-wire fringes. | |
| Thy brow, the bowling place for CUPID’s eye. | 10 |
| Love’s true-love knots, and lily-lozenges, | |
| Thy cheeks, depainten in an immortal dye. | |
| If well, thou limned art, now, by face imagery; | |
| Judge, how, by life, I then should pencil thee! | | | | |
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