| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Fidessa | | Sonnet XIX. My pain paints out my love in doleful Verse | | Bartholomew Griffin (d. 1602) |
| | | MY pain paints out my love in doleful Verse. | |
| (The lively Glass wherein she may behold it!) | |
| My Verse her wrong to me doth still rehearse, | |
| But so, as it lamenteth to unfold it. | |
| Myself with ceaseless tears my harms bewail, | 5 |
| And her obdurate heart not to be moved. | |
| Though long-continued woes my senses fail, | |
| And curse the day, the hour when first I loved. | |
| She takes the Glass, wherein herself She sees, | |
| In bloody colours cruelly depainted; | 10 |
| And her poor prisoner humbly on his knees, | |
| Pleading for grace, with heart that never fainted: | |
| She breaks the Glass! alas, I cannot choose! | |
| But grieve that I should so, my labour lose. | | | | |
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