Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
Parthenophil and ParthenopheSonnet XLIX. Cool! cool in waves, thy beams intolerable
Barnabe Barnes (1569?1609)C
O sun! No son, but most unkind stepfather!
By law, nor Nature, Sire; but rebel rather!
Fool! fool! these labours are inextricable;
A burden whose weight is importable;
A Siren which, within thy breast, doth bathe her;
A Fiend which doth, in Graces’ garments grath her;
A fortress, whose force is impregnable;
From my love’s ’lembic, still ’stilled tears. O tears!
Quench! quench mine heat! or, with your sovereignty,
Like N
Or with fast-flowing pine, my body dry,
And rid me from Despair’s chilled fears! O fears,
Which on mine heben harp’s heartstrings do warble!