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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37867" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet 6</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37867" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sweet Corrall lips, where Nature's treasure lies,<br> The balme of blisse, the soveraigne salve of sorrow,<br> The secret touch of loves heart-burning arrow,<br>Come quench my thirst or els poor Daphnis dies.<br>One night I dream'd (alas twas but a Dreame)<br> That I did feele the sweetnes of the same,<br> Where-with inspir'd, I young againe became,<br>And from my heart a spring of blood did streame,<br>But when I wak't, I found it nothing so,<br> Save that my limbs (me thought) did waxe more strong<br> And I more lusty far, and far more yong.<br>This gift on him rich Nature did bestow.<br> Then if in dreaming so, I so did speede,<br> What should I doe, if I did so indeede?</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=Richard+Barnfield">Richard Barnfield</a></strong></div>

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