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Introductory |
Ye modern Laureates, famoused for your writ |
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Canzon 1. |
Lulled in a heavenly Charm of pleasing Passions |
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Canzon 2. |
Though be thou limned in these discoloured lines |
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Canzon 3. |
When, from the tower whence I derive love’s heaven |
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Canzon 4. |
O then, Desire! Father of Jouissance! |
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Canzon 5. |
Anon, Fear (Sentinel of sad Discretion! |
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Canzon 6. |
My fate! O not my fault! hath me debarred |
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Canzon 7. |
More fair, but yet more cruel I thee deem |
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Canzon 8. |
Illuminating Lamps! Ye Orbs chrystallite! |
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Canzon 9. |
When as the Golden Waggoner had frayed |
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Canzon 10. |
How made I, then, attempt in courtly fashion |
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Canzon 11. |
How wert thou pleasèd with my Pastoral Ode! |
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Canzon 12. |
How often have mine eyes (thine eye’s apprentice |
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Canzon 13. |
Proud in thy love, how many have I cited |
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Canzon 14. |
Though like an exile from mine eyes divorced |
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Canzon 15. |
Ne’er were the silvery wings of my Desire |
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Canzon 16. |
How have I forfeited thy kind regard |
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Canzon 17. |
How shall I deck my Love in love’s habiliment |
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Canzon 18. |
Exacter, should it fortune I should pencil thee |
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Canzon 19. |
No! no, Zepheria! Fame is too rich a prize |
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Canzon 20. |
How often hath my pen (mine heart’s Solicitor!) |
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Canzon 21. |
And is it by immutable Decree |
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Canzon 22. |
It was not long ago, since, like a wanton |
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Canzon 23. |
Thy coral-coloured lips, how should I portray |
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Canzon 24. |
Unto the Muses, I resign my scroll |
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Canzon 25. |
Let not Disdain, thy soul unsanctify! |
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Canzon 26. |
When we, in kind embracements, had agreed |
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Canzon 27. |
Ne’er from a lofty pitch, hath made more speed |
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Canzon 28. |
When clear hath been thy brow, and free from wrinkle |
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Canzon 29. |
How many golden days! have I set free |
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Canzon 30. |
What! Shall I ne’er more see those Halcion days! |
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Canzon 31. |
Yet none shall equal me in my demerit |
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Canzon 32. |
Nature, I find, doth, once a year, hold market! |
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Canzon 33. |
Hither, chaste Phœbe’s Nymphs flocked in procession |
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Canzon 34. |
Since from the full feed of thy favour’s lease |
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Canzon 35. |
Since from the flowered sweets of every blessedness |
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Canzon 36. |
But if, with error and unjust suspect |
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Canzon 37. |
When last mine eyes dislodgèd from thy beauty |
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Canzon 38. |
From the revenue of thine eyes’ Exchequer |
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Canzon 39. |
And now, thou winged Ambassador of Wonder! |
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Canzon 40. |
But if She shall attend what fortunes sequelled |
