Sonnet Iv Poem by Mary Wroth

And be in his brave Court a glorious light
Shine in the eyes of Faith, and Constancy
Maintaine the fires of Love, still burning bright,
Not slightly sparkling, but light flaming be.
Never to slake till earth no Starres can see,
Till Sun, and Moone doe leave to us darke night,
And secound Chaos once againe doe free
Us, and the World from all devisions spight,
Till then affections which his followers are,
Governe our hearts, and proove his powers gaine,
To taste this pleasing sting, seeke with all care
For happy smarting is it with small paine.
Such as although it pierce your tender heart,
And burne, yet burning you will love the smart.