Giles Fletcher Senior

Here you will find the Poem Licia Sonnets 40 of poet Giles Fletcher Senior

Licia Sonnets 40

My grief begun, fair saint, when first I saw 
Love in those eyes sit ru]ing with disdain, 
Whose sweet commands did keep a world in awe, 
And caused them serve your favor to obtain. 
I stood as one enchanted with a frown, 
Yet smiled to see all creatures serve those eyes, 
Where each with sighs paid tribute to that crown, 
And thought them gracéd by your dumb rep]ies. 
But I, ambitious, could not be content 
Till that my service more than sighs made known; 
And for that end my heart to you I sent 
To say and swear that, fair, it is your own. 
Then greater graces, Licia, do impart, 
Not dumb replies unto a speaking heart.