| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Chloris | | Sonnet XVIII. My Love, I cannot thy rare beauties place | | William Smith (fl. 1596) |
| | | MY Love, I cannot thy rare beauties place | |
| Under those forms which many Writers use. | |
| Some like to stones, compare their Mistress’ face. | |
| Some in the name of flowers do love abuse. | |
| Some make their love a goldsmith’s shop to be, | 5 |
| Where orient pearls and precious stones abound. | |
| In my conceit these far do disagree | |
| The prefect praise of beauty forth to sound. | |
| O CHLORIS, thou dost imitate thyself! | |
| Self’s imitating passeth precious stones | 10 |
| Or all the Eastern Indian golden pelf, | |
| Thy red and white, with purest fair atones, | |
| Matchless for beauty Nature hath thee framed: | |
| Only “unkind” and “cruel” thou art named. | | | | |
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