| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Parthenophil and Parthenophe | | Ode 9. Behold, out walking in these valleys | | Barnabe Barnes (1569?–1609) |
| | | BEHOLD, out walking in these valleys, | |
| When fair PARTHENOPHE doth tread, | |
| How joysome FLORA, with her dallies! | |
| And, at her steps, sweet flowers bred! | |
| Narcissus yellow, | 5 |
| And Amaranthus ever red, | |
| Which all her footsteps overspread: | |
| With Hyacinth that finds no fellow. | |
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| Behold, within that shady thick, | |
| Where my PARTHENOPHE doth walk, | 10 |
| Her beauty makes trees moving quick, | |
| Which, of her grace, in murmur talk! | |
| The Poplar trees shed tears; | |
| The blossomed Hawthorn, white as chalk; | |
| And Aspen trembling on his stalk; | 15 |
| The tree which sweet frankincense bears; | |
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| The barren Hebene coaly black; | |
| Green Ivy, with his strange embraces; | |
| Daphne, which scorns JOVE’s thundercrack; | |
| Sweet Cypress, set in sundry places; | 20 |
| And singing Atis tells | |
| Unto the rest, my Mistress’s graces! | |
| From them, the wind, her glory chases | |
| Throughout the West; where it excels. | | | | |
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