53

Love thou hast all, for now thou hast me made
So thine, as if for thee I were ordain'd,
Then take thy conquest, nor let me be pain'd
More in thy Sunne, when I doe seeke thy shade.
No place for helpe have I left to invade,
That shew'd a face where least ease might be gain'd;
Yet found I paine increase, and but obtain'd,
That this no way was to haue love allay'd
When hott, and thirsty, to a Well I came,
Trusting by that to quench part of my flame,
But there I was by Love afresh imbrac'd
Drinke I could not, but in it I did see
My selfe a living glasse as well as shee;
For love to see himselfe in, truely plac'd.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
COMMENTS

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

3/6/2021 3:12:40 AM # 1.0.0.510