| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Parthenophil and Parthenophe | | Sonnet LXX. What can these wrinkles and vain tears portend | | Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609) |
| | | WHAT can these wrinkles and vain tears portend, | |
| But thine hard favour, and indurate heart? | |
| What shew these sighs, which from my soul I send, | |
| But endless smoke, raised from a fiery smart? | |
| Canst thou not pity my deep wounded breast? | 5 |
| Canst thou not frame those eyes to cast a smile? | |
| Wilt thou, with no sweet sentence make me blest? | |
| To make amends, wilt thou not sport a while? | |
| Shall we not, once, with our opposed ey’n, | |
| In interchange, send golden darts rebated? | 10 |
| With short reflexion, ’twixt thy brows and mine; | |
| Whilst love with thee, of my griefs hath debated? | |
| Those eyes of love were made for love to see! | |
| And cast regards on others, not on me! | | | | |
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