Sonnet XLV. When she was born, whom I entirely love

William Smith (fl. 1596)

WHEN she was born, whom I entirely love,

Th’ immortal gods, her birth-rites forth to grace,

Descending from their glorious seat above;

They did on her, these several virtues place:

First SATURN gave to her Sobriety;

JOVE then enduèd her with Comeliness;

And SOL with Wisdom did her beautify;

MERCURY with Wit and Knowledge did her bless;

VENUS with Beauty did all parts bedeck;

LUNA therewith did Modesty combine;

DIANA chaste, all loose desires did check;

And like a lamp in clearness she doth shine.

But MARS, according to his stubborn kind,

No virtue gave; but a disdainful mind.