Verse > Anthologies > Elizabethan Sonnets > Fidessa
Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet LV. O, no, I dare not! O, I may not speak!
Bartholomew Griffin (d. 1602)
O, NO, I dare not! O, I may not speak!
  Yes, yes, I dare! I can! I must! I will!
Then heart, pour forth thy plaints, and do not break!
  Let never Fancy, manly courage kill!
Intreat her mildly! (words have pleasing charms,        5
  Of force to move the most obdurate heart)
To take relenting pity of my harms.
  And with unfeigned tears to wail my smart!
Is She a stock, a block, a stone, a flint?
  Hath She, nor ears to hear, nor eyes to see?        10
If so, my cries, my prayers, my tears shall stint!
  Lord! how can lovers so bewitchèd be!
I took her to be Beauty’s Queen alone;
But now, I see She is a senseless stone!

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