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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Menaphon: Sephesta's Song to her Child</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">-<br> Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,<br>-<br> When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.<br>-<br> Mother's wag, pretty boy,<br>-<br> Father's sorrow, father's joy;<br>-<br> When thy father first did see<br>-<br> Such a boy by him and me,<br>-<br> He was glad, I was woe,<br>-<br> Fortune changed made him so,<br>-<br> When he left his pretty boy<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Last his sorrow, first his joy.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Streaming tears that never stint,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Like pearl-drops from a flint,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Fell by course from his eyes,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> That one another's place supplies;<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Thus he griev'd in every part,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Tears of blood fell from his heart,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> When he left his pretty boy,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Father's sorrow, father's joy.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> The wanton smil'd, father wept,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Mother cried, baby leapt;<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> More he crow'd, more he cried,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Nature could not sorrow hide:<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> He must go, he must kiss<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Child and mother, baby bless,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> For he left his pretty boy,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Father's sorrow, father's joy.<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,<br>-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.</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=Robert+Greene">Robert Greene</a></strong></div>

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