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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet L</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">LOng languishing in double malady,<br>of my harts wound and of my bodies greife:<br>there came to me a leach that would apply<br>fit medicines for my bodies best reliefe.<br>Vayne man (quod I) that hast but little priefe:<br>in deep discouery of the mynds disease,<br>is not the hart of all the body chiefe?<br>and rules the members as it selfe doth please.<br>Then with some cordialls seeke first to appease,<br>the inward languour of my wounded hart,<br>and then my body shall haue shortly ease:<br>but such sweet cordialls passe Physitions art.<br>Then my lyfes Leach doe you your skill reueale,<br>and with one salue both hart and body heale.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edmund+Spenser">Edmund Spenser</a></strong></div>