| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Phillis | | Sonnet XXXVIII. Who lives enthralled to Cupid and his flame | | Thomas Lodge (1558–1625) |
| | | WHO lives enthralled to Cupid and his flame, | |
| From day to day is changed in sundry sort; | |
| The proof whereof myself may well report, | |
| Who oft transformed by him may teach the same. | |
| I first was turned into a wounded hart, | 5 |
| That bare the bloody arrow in my side; | |
| Then to a swan that midst the waters glide, | |
| With piteous voice presaged my deadly smart; | |
| Eftsoons I waxed a faint and fading flower; | |
| Then was I made a fountain sudden dry, | 10 |
| Distilling all my tears from troubled eye; | |
| Now am I salamander by his power, | |
| Living in flames, but hope ere long to be | |
| A voice, to talk my mistress’ majesty. | | | | |
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