Poems and Dramas of Fulke Greville First Lord Brooke: Edited with introductions and notes by Geoffrey Bullough |
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Sonnet XXXV
[Cvpid, my little Boy, come home againe]
Cvpid, my little Boy, come home againe,
I doe not blame thee for thy running hence,
Where thou found'st nothing but desires paine,
Iealousie, with selfe-vnworthinesse, offence.
I doe not blame thee for thy running hence,
Where thou found'st nothing but desires paine,
Iealousie, with selfe-vnworthinesse, offence.
Alas, I cannot Sir, I am made lame,
I light no sooner in sweet Myra's eyes,
(Whence I thought ioy and pleasure tooke their name)
But my right wing of wanton passion dyes.
I light no sooner in sweet Myra's eyes,
(Whence I thought ioy and pleasure tooke their name)
But my right wing of wanton passion dyes.
And I poore child am here in stead of play,
So whip'd and scourg'd with modestie and truth,
As hauing lost all hope to scape away,
I yet take pleasure to 'tice hither youth:
That my Schoole-fellowes plagu'd as well as I,
May not make merry, when they heare me cry.
So whip'd and scourg'd with modestie and truth,
As hauing lost all hope to scape away,
I yet take pleasure to 'tice hither youth:
That my Schoole-fellowes plagu'd as well as I,
May not make merry, when they heare me cry.
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