Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
DeliaSonnet VII. O had she not been fair, and thus unkind!
Samuel Daniel (15621619)O
Then had no finger pointed at my lightness.
The world had never known what I do find,
And clouds obscure had shaded still her brightness.
Then had no Censor’s eye these lines surveyed,
Nor graver brows have judged my Muse so vain:
No sun, my blush and error had bewrayed;
Nor yet the world had heard of such disdain.
Then had I walked with bold erectèd face;
No downcast look had signified my miss:
But my degraded hopes, with such disgrace,
Did force me groan out griefs, and utter this.
For, being full, should I not then have spoken;
My sense, oppressed, had failed, and heart had broken.