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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Laura—Part I.
XI. Upon triumphant chariot, ’passing rare
Robert Tofte (1561–1620)
UPON triumphant chariot, ’passing rare,
(In which my Sun doth sit like Majesty:
And makes the day shew unto us more fair;
Whose cheerfulness delights each mortal eye.)
  I, rash, like to another PHAETON,        5
  With hare-brain haste, too hasty lept thereon.
But for my boldness dearly did I pay;
And had like plague, as he, for being o’er-brave:
Yet though in equal fortune both did stay
(For life he lost; and death She to me gave);        10
  The punisher of both was not the same,
  For he, by JOVE; and I, by LOVE; was slain.

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