Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
LauraPart IIIXX. The snakes, amongst themselves, so carefully
Robert Tofte (15611620)T
Love one another, wonder for to see!
As if th’ one want, the other straight doth die.
Lady, unto these snakes unlike we be!
For if I die, thou diest not for my death;
But, through my pain revivest! Such is thy spite!
And pleasure tak’st to see me void of breath.
Ah, yet in love let ’s unto them be like!
Thou C
This ’sdainful snake for to be kind may move.