Wittes Pilgrimage, Sonnet 14

FOrbidden-Hopes, why flutter yee in Aire,
Aboue the Compasse of your Spheare assign'd?
More Fitt (how ere vnfitt) were deepe dispaire,
Then Hopes forbidden to the mounting Minde.
Forbidden-Hopes why gaze yee on the Sunne,
(Like Bastard Egletts) that quite blinds your Eyes?
For Iustice Sonne such Hopes hath oft orerune,
And molt those Hopes forbidden in their rise.
Forbidden-Hopes, whie do yee impe your Winges
With Feathers culled from the Birdes of Loue?
Sith Doues are harmelesse withont Gall, or Stings:
But both at once you make your Subiect proue:
Then, ofrom whence haue such strange Hopes their being,
That see by blindnesse, and are blinde by seeing!