Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
LauraPart IIIXIX. That ivory hand, a fan most white doth hold
Robert Tofte (15611620)T
And to the milky breast blows wind apace;
And yet is full of chilly ice most cold;
Disgrace to others, to herself a grace.
But I, who wistly mark these whiteness’ three,
Vouchsafe, sweet L
Distil within the rolling of mine eyes,
By virtue of thy power, such hidden flame;
And let it tempered be, in such strange wise,
That, as I cast my look upon the same,
It quite may take away her cruelty!
Melt straight the ice! and fan burn suddenly!