| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Phillis | | Sonnet XX. Some praise the looks, and others praise the locks | | Thomas Lodge (1558–1625) |
| | | SOME praise the looks, and others praise the locks | |
| Of their fair queens, in love with curious words; | |
| Some laud the breast where love his treasure locks | |
| All like the eye that life and love affords. | |
| But none of these frail beauties and unstable | 5 |
| Shall make my pen riot in pompous style; | |
| More greater gifts shall my grave muse enable, | |
| Whereat severer brows shall never smile. | |
| I praise her honey-sweeter eloquence, | |
| Which from the fountain of true wisdom floweth, | 10 |
| Her modest mien that matcheth excellence, | |
| Her matchless faith which from her virtue groweth; | |
| And could my style her happy virtues equal, | |
| Time had no power her glories to enthral. | | | | |
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