Giles Fletcher the Elder Poems |
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Was an English poet and diplomat, member of the English Parliament.
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Giles Fletcher the Elder's poems
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My love was masked, and armed with a fan,
To see the sun so careless of his light,
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Pale are my looks, forsaken of my life,
Cinders my bones, consume'd with thy flame,
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In time the strong and stately turrets fall,
In time the rose and silver lilies die,
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My love amazed did blush herself to see,
Pictured by art, all naked as she was.
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When as my love lay sickly in her bed,
Pale death did post in hope to have a prey;
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I swear, fair Licia, still for to be thine,
By heart, by eyes, by what I held most dear;
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Hear how my sighs are echoed of the wind;
See how my tears are pitied by the rain;
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I speak, fair Licia, what my torments be,
But then my speech too partial do I find;
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Seven are the lights that wander in the skies,
And at these seven, I wonder in my love.
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