Sonnet 39 (Sonnet 39)

SOme, when in time they of their loues doe tell,
With flames and lightning their exordiums paint,
Some call on heauen, some inuocate on hell,
And Fates and Furies with their woes acquaint,
Elizium is too high a seate for me,
I will not come in Stix or Phlegiton,
The thriee three Muses but too wanton be,
Like they that lust, I care not, I wil none.
Spitefull Errinis frights me with her lookes,
My manhoode dares not with foule Ate mell,
I quake to looke on Heccats charming bookes,
I stil feare bug-beares in Apolloes Cell.
I passe not for Minorua, nor Astrea,
Onelie I call vpon diuine Idea.