| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Diana | The Fourth Decade
Sonnet X. Hope, like the hyæna, coming to be old | | Henry Constable (1562–1613) |
| | | HOPE, like the hyæna, coming to be old, | |
| Alters his shape; is turned into Despair. | |
| Pity my hoary hopes! Maid of Clear Mould! | |
| Think not that frowns can ever make thee fair! | |
| What harm is it to kiss, to laugh, to play? | 5 |
| Beauty’s no blossom, if it be not used. | |
| Sweet dalliance keeps the wrinkles long away: | |
| Repentance follows them that have refused. | |
| To bring you to the knowledge of your good | |
| I seek, I sue. O try, and then believe! | 10 |
| Each image can be chaste that’s carved of wood. | |
| You show you live, when men you do relieve. | |
| Iron with wearing shines. Rust wasteth treasure | |
| On earth, but love there is no other pleasure. | | | | |
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