Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
LauraPart IIXXXVII. An ocean Sea of water calm am I
Robert Tofte (15611620)A
Wherein kind L
Leaping alongst the shore most wantonly.
Then, Lady, of a Fisher don the shape!
Ah, what sweet fishing shall you have to like;
If L
Come then, and naked into this water hie!
He cannot ’scape; but, here, perforce must bide!
’Less to my heart, to save himself, he fly.
Then quickly strip thyself! Lay fear aside!
For of this dainty prey, which thou shalt take;
Both Sea, Fish, and Thyself, thou glad shalt make.