Diana: First Decade, Sonnet 6

Mine eye with all the deadly sins is fraught.
First proud, sith it presumed to look so high.
A watchman being made, stood gazing by,
And idle, took no heed till I was caught.
And envious, bears envy that by thought
Should in his absence be to her so nigh.
To kill my heart, mine eye let in her eye;
And so consent gave to a murder wrought.
And covetous, it never would remove
From her fair hair, gold so doth please his sight.
Unchaste, a baud between my heart and love.
A glutton eye, with tears drunk every night.
These sins procurèd have a goddess' ire,
Wherefore my heart is damned in love's sweet fire.