Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
LauraPart IIXL. The heavens, their restless sphere do always move
Robert Tofte (15611620)T
In thee doth move the faith, which thou didst plight.
And I, I
Do roll; and yet I roll my wheel aright.
So that, ’twixt us, continual motions wend.
But which is worse, unconstant Wench, I see!
The heavens will have their motions without end;
Which, never ceasing, roll continually:
And thou, like them, to roll dost mean thy fill;
And since ’tis so, I’ll roll too, against my will!