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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400591" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Licia Sonnets 02</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400591" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Weary was love and sought to take his rest, <br>He made his choice, upon a virgin's lap; <br>And slyly crept from thence unto her breast, <br>Where still he meant to sport him in his hap; <br>The virgin frowned like Phœbus in a cloud; <br>Go pack, sir boy, here is no room for such, <br>My breast no wanton foolish boy must shroud." <br>This said, my love did give the wag a touch; <br>Then as the foot that treads the stinging snake <br>Hastes to be gone, for fear what may ensue, <br>So love my love was forced for to forsake, <br>And for more speed, without his arrows flew. <br>"Pardon," he said, "For why? You seemed to me <br>My mother Venus in her pride to be."</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=Giles+Fletcher+The+Elder">Giles Fletcher The Elder</a></strong></div>

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