| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Sonnets after Astrophel, etc. | | Sonnet VI. These amber locks are those same nets, my Dear! | | Samuel Daniel (1562–1619) |
| | | THESE amber locks are those same nets, my Dear! | |
| Wherewith my liberty thou didst surprise. | |
| Love was the flame that fired me so near. | |
| The darts transpiercing were these crystal eyes. | |
| Strong is the net, and fervent is the flame, | 5 |
| Deep is the stroke, my sighs can well report: | |
| Yet do I love, adore and praise the same; | |
| That holds, that burns, that wounds me in that sort. | |
| I list not seek to break, to quench, to heal | |
| This bond, this flame, this wound that festereth so; | 10 |
| By knife, by liquor or by salve to deal: | |
| So much I please to perish in my woe. | |
| Yet, lest long travels be above my strength | |
| Good Lady! loose, quench, heal me now at length! | | | | |
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