Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
Laura—Part IXXII. If in the midst of kindling burning fire
Robert Tofte (1561–1620)I
That worthy Roman burnt his valiant hand;
I like another M
Have scorched my fist likewise, through L
In freshest moisture; where my Lady sweet,
Her lily hands, for coolness, divèd oft.
But though desire between us was alike;
Yet was the matter diverse which we sought.
He chose to burn his hand, with courage bold,
In flaming fire; and I, in water cold.