| Edward Farr, ed. Select Poetry of the Reign of King James the First. 1847. | | | | Victorious Jesus | | XIII. Anonymous |
| | | VICTORIOUS Jesus, though my heart | |
| Doth neither wealth nor beauty bring, | |
| Nor wit, nor worth, nor any thing | |
| That claimes a merit or desert; | |
| Do not, oh do not say, Depart. | 5 |
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| For as some names to deeds are set, | |
| Not to convey an interest, | |
| But some great matter to attest; | |
| So though I nothing bring thou’lt get, | |
| Fresh witnesse thou art faire and great. | 10 |
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| My breast was once most surely steel’d, | |
| With loue, and lust, and world, and sense, | |
| Both for assault and for defence; | |
| But when thy beauties came in field, | |
| My armed heart was forced to yield. | 15 |
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| Thy beauties then may conquest boast | |
| Of all the world, because to me | |
| Wit, beauty, pleasure, all are lost, | |
| And whatsoever else there bee | |
| That can pretend no right to thee. | 20 |
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| Then as thy captive use thou me, | |
| Food, labour, and defence afford; | |
| Let words and lookes be gentle, Lord; | |
| That others yet uncaught and free, | |
| May wish to loose their liberty. | 25 | | | |
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