Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
LauraPart IIII. Like to the blacksome Night, I may compare
Robert Tofte (15611620)L
My Mistress’ gown, when darkness ’plays his prize:
But her sweet face, like to the sun most fair;
When he in glory ’ginneth to arise.
Yet this no whit the other doth disgrace;
But rather doubleth Beauty in the place.
Contraries like to these set opposite,
So dainty and so pleasing in their show
To lookers on, do breed no small delight;
And pleasure great thereby to them doth grow.
O wonder strange! O solace sweet! to see
In one self subject, Night and Day to be.