Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
CliaSonnet VIII. Strike up, my Lute! and ease my heavy cares
William Percy (15751648)S
The only solace to my Passions:
Impart unto the airs, thy pleasing airs!
More sweet than heavenly consolations.
Rehearse the songs of forlorn amor’us
Driven to despair by dames tyrannical!
Of A
Of R
Ay me! what warbles yields mine instrument!
The Basses shriek as though they were amiss!
The Means, no means, too sad the merriment!
No, no! the music good, but thus it is
I loath both Means, merriment, Diapasons;
So She and I may be but Unisons.