| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Licia | | Sonnet XXXIII. Pale are my looks, forsaken of my life | | Giles Fletcher (1586?–1623) |
| | | PALE are my looks, forsaken of my life: | |
| Cinders, my bones; consumèd with thy flame. | |
| Floods are my tears, to end this burning strife; | |
| And yet I sigh, for to increase the same. | |
| I mourn alone, because alone I burn: | 5 |
| Who doubts of this, then let him learn to love! | |
| Her looks, cold ice into a flame can turn; | |
| As I distressèd in myself do prove. | |
| Respect, fair LICIA, what my torments are! | |
| Count but the tithe both of my sighs and tears! | 10 |
| See how my love doth still increase my care! | |
| And care’s increase, my life to nothing wears. | |
| Send but a sigh, my flame for to increase: | |
| Or lend a tear, and cause it so to cease. | | | | |
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