Poems and Dramas of Fulke Greville First Lord Brooke: Edited with introductions and notes by Geoffrey Bullough |
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Sonnet XLIX
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Sonnet XLIX
[Princes, who haue (they say) no minde, but thought]
Princes, who haue (they say) no minde, but thought,
Whose vertue is their Pleasure, and their end,
That kindnes, which in their hearts neuer wrought,
They like in others, and will praise a Friend.
Whose vertue is their Pleasure, and their end,
That kindnes, which in their hearts neuer wrought,
They like in others, and will praise a Friend.
Cupid, who, People say, is bold with blindnesse,
Free of excesse, and enemy to measure,
Yet glories in the reuerence of kindnesse,
In silent-trembling eloquence hath pleasure.
Free of excesse, and enemy to measure,
Yet glories in the reuerence of kindnesse,
In silent-trembling eloquence hath pleasure.
Princes wee comprehend, and can delight,
We praise them for the good they neuer had;
But Cupids wayes are farre more infinite,
Kisses at times, and curt'sies make him glad:
Then Myra giue me leaue for Cupids sake,
To kisse thee oft, that I may curt'sie make.
We praise them for the good they neuer had;
But Cupids wayes are farre more infinite,
Kisses at times, and curt'sies make him glad:
Then Myra giue me leaue for Cupids sake,
To kisse thee oft, that I may curt'sie make.
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