Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
LauraPart IIIXV. A gentle tame deer am I, called a Hart
Robert Tofte (15611620)A
The cruel huntress fierce my Mistress is.
With crossbow bent, she comes to me in Park;
Paled in with pleasant thoughts of wanton wish.
She shoots, and hits me; takes me for her prey:
And (having shot, hit, taken) flies her way.
Back she retires from me, with pleasant smile;
Unloosing me, and heals my wound and pain:
When, as afresh incensed (alack the while!)
’Gainst me, desirous me to plague again,
She turns towards me, o’ertakes me, strikes me sore:
And, binding up my wounds, makes deadly more.