| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Amoretti and Epithalamion | | Sonnet XII. One day I sought with her heart-thrilling eyes | | Edmund Spenser (1552?–1599) |
| | | ONE day I sought with her heart-thrilling eyes | |
| To make a truce, and terms to entertain: | |
| All fearless then of so false enemies, | |
| Which sought me to entrap in treason’s train. | |
| So, as I then disarmed did remain, | 5 |
| A wicked ambush which lay hidden long | |
| In the close covert of her guileful eyen, | |
| Thence breaking forth, did thick about me throng. | |
| Too feeble I t’ abide the brunt so strong, | |
| Was forced to yield myself into their hands; | 10 |
| Who, me captiving straight with rigorous wrong, | |
| Have ever since me kept in cruel bands. | |
| So, Lady, now to you I do complain, | |
| Against your eyes, that justice I may gain. | | | | |
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