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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Laura—Part I.
XXXIX. Seated on marble was my Lady blithe
Robert Tofte (1561–1620)
SEATED on marble was my Lady blithe,
Holding in hand a crystal looking-glass;
Marking of Lovers thousands; who alive,
Thanks only to her beauty rare, did pass.
  To pry in glasses likes her: but afterward        5
  She takes the nature of the stone most hard.
For whilst she cheerfully doth fix her eyes,
Gazing upon the brightness of the one;
Her heart, by th’ other ’s made, in strangy wise,
Hard as a rock and senseless as a stone:        10
  So that if Love this breaketh not in twain;
  It will a flint become, to others’ pain.

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