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Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets.
1904.
Delia by Samuel Daniel (15621619)
To the Right Honourable the Lady Mary, Countess of Pembroke
I.
Vnto the boundless Ocean of thy beauty
IV.
These plaintive verse[s], the Posts of my desire
V.
Whilst Youth and Error led my wandering mind
VI.
Fair is my love, and cruel as shes fair
VII.
O had she not been fair, and thus unkind
!
VIII.
Thou, poor Heart! sacrificed unto the fairest
X.
O then love I, and draw this weary breath
XII.
My spotless love hovers, with purest wings
XIV.
Those snary locks are those same nets, my Dear
!
XVII.
Why should I sing in verse? Why should I frame
XXIII.
False Hope prolongs my ever certain grief
XXVII.
Still in the trace of my tormented thought
XXVIII.
Oft do I marvel, whether Delias eyes
XXX.
And yet, I cannot reprehend the flight
XXXIV.
Look, Delia! how we steem the half-blown rose
XXXV.
But love! whilst that thou mayst be loved again
!
XXXVI.
When men shall find thy flower, thy glory pass
XXXVII.
When Winter snows upon thy golden hairs
XXXVIII.
Thou canst not die, whilst any zeal abound
XXXIX.
O be not grieved that these my papers should
XL.
Delia! These eyes that so admireth thine
!
XLI.
Fair and lovely Maid! Look from the shore
!
XLII.
Read in my face, a volume of despairs
!
XLIII.
My Delia hath the waters of mine eyes
XLIV.
How long shall I, in mine affliction mourn
?
XLV.
Beauty, sweet love! is like the morning dew
XLVI.
I must not grieve my love! whose eyes would read
XLVII.
O whither, poor Forsaken! wilt thou go
?
XLVIII.
Drawn with thattractive virtue of her eyes
XLIX.
Care-charmer Sleep! Son of the sable Night
!
L.
Let others sing of Knights and Palladins
LI.
As to the Roman, that would free his land
LII.
Like as the lute, that joys or else dislikes
LIII.
None other fame, mine unambitious Muse
LIV.
Unhappy pen! and ill accepted papers
!
LV.
Lo here, the impost of a faith unfeigning
An Ode. Now each creature joys the other
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