| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Phillis | | Sonnet XXX. I do compare unto thy youthly clear | | Thomas Lodge (1558–1625) |
| | | I DO compare unto thy youthly clear, | |
| Which always bides within thy flow’ring prime, | |
| The month of April, that bedews our clime | |
| With pleasant flowers, when as his showers appear. | |
| Before thy face shall fly false cruelty, | 5 |
| Before his face the doly season fleets; | |
| Mild been his looks, thine eyes are full of sweets; | |
| Firm is his course, firm is thy loyalty. | |
| He paints the fields through liquid crystal showers, | |
| Thou paint’st my verse with Pallas’ learned flowers; | 10 |
| With Zephirus’ sweet breath he fills the plains, | |
| And thou my heart with weeping sighs dost wring; | |
| His brows are dewed with morning’s crystal spring, | |
| Thou mak’st my eyes with tears bemoan my pains. | | | | |
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