Sonnet 23
When every one to pleasing pastime hies
Some hunt, some hauke, some play, while some delight
In sweet discourse, and musique showes joys might
Yett I my thoughts doe farr above thes prise.
The joy which I take, is that free from eyes
I sitt, and wunder att this daylike night
Soe to dispose them-selves, as voyd of right;
And leave true pleasure for poore vanities;
When others hunt, my thoughts I have in chase;
If hauke, my minde att wished end doth fly,
Discourse, I with my spiritt tauke, and cry
While others, musique choose as greatest grace.
O God, say I, can thes fond pleasures move?
Or musique bee butt in sweet thoughts of love?
Some hunt, some hauke, some play, while some delight
In sweet discourse, and musique showes joys might
Yett I my thoughts doe farr above thes prise.
The joy which I take, is that free from eyes
I sitt, and wunder att this daylike night
Soe to dispose them-selves, as voyd of right;
And leave true pleasure for poore vanities;
When others hunt, my thoughts I have in chase;
If hauke, my minde att wished end doth fly,
Discourse, I with my spiritt tauke, and cry
While others, musique choose as greatest grace.
O God, say I, can thes fond pleasures move?
Or musique bee butt in sweet thoughts of love?
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