Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
Parthenophil and ParthenopheOde 15. Vulcan, in Lemnos Isle
Barnabe Barnes (1569?1609)V
Did golden shafts compile
For C
Then V
To make it please, anoint the pile.
C
Dipped it in gall, and made it meet
Poor wounded creatures to beguile.
Shaking his spear afar;
C
At him, in jest, M
Which C
(Which millions quelled).
Then, M
But soon the weight, his force did mar!
(Since he was with it tired)
C
“Nay, you shall keep it!” C
“For first to feel it you required.
Wound I will make it
As deep as yours! You me did fear;
And for that, you shall be fired!”