Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
Parthenophil and ParthenopheOde 5. Parthenophe! See what is sent!
Barnabe Barnes (1569?1609)P
By me (fair Nymph!) these Saints salute thee!
Whose presents in this basket here,
Faithful P
Nor will I prove ingrate! nor mute be!
If my power were,
Such gifts as these
(If they would please)
Here willingly I would present!
First, J
In whose stead chaste Affection moves.
V
N
For doves, true loves!
For daffodillies
My golden wills!
Which countervails what here is sent thee!
T
L
For roses, my love’s chaste pretence!
For pearls, those tears which I have spent!
My sighs’ incense,
For sweet perfume!
Thus I presume,
Poor Shepherd! to present these posies!
Lilies, I know, do stand for whiteness!
And daffodillies, thy golden hair!
And doves, thy meekness! figures bear.
Red roses, for a blushing brightness!
Thy teeth, pearls were!
That incense showed
Thy breath that blowed,
A sacrifice! for which gods care.
Which shall, in bosom, these flowers keep
Bound in one posy; whose sweet smell,
In Paradise may make him dwell!
And sleep a ten times happy sleep!
I dare not mell!
Else with good will
P
Would to thy lips, one kiss assign!