| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Laura—Part III. | | XXX. Unbare that ivory Hand! Hide it no more! | | Robert Tofte (1561–1620) |
| | | UNBARE that ivory Hand! Hide it no more! | |
| For though it death brings to my tender heart | |
| To see it naked, where is Beauty’s store; | |
| And where moist pearl with azure doth impart: | |
| Yet fear I not to die, in this sweet wise! | 5 |
| My fancy, so to see ’t, is set on fire. | |
| Then leave that glove! (most hateful to mine eyes!) | |
| And let me surfeit with this kind desire! | |
| So that my looks may have of them their fill; | |
| Though heart decay, I’ll take it for none ill. Mantoa. | 10 | | | |
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