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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519203" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Shepherd's Conceit of Prometheus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519203" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Prometheus when firste frome heaven hye<br> He broughte downe fyre, 'ere then on earthe not seene,<br>Fond of Delight, a Satyre standing bye<br> Gaue it a kyss, as it lyke Sweete had bene.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519203" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Feelinge forthewithe the other's burninge powre,<br> Wood withe the smarte, with shoutes and shreakinge shrill,<br>He soughte his ease in river, feilde and bowre,<br> But for the tyme his griefe wente with him still.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519203" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>So seelye I, with that unwonted syghte<br> In humane shape, an angell from above,<br>Feedinge mine eyes, th'impressione there did lyghte,<br> That since I reste and runn as pleaseth Love.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519203" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>The difference is, the Satyre's lypps, my harte,--<br>He for a tyme, I evermore,--have smarte.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519203" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Finis.</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=Sir+Edward+Dyer">Sir Edward Dyer</a></strong></div>