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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet 10: Reason</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Reason, in faith thou art well serv'd, that still <br>Wouldst brabbling be with sense and love in me: <br>I rather wish'd thee climb the Muses' hill, <br>Or reach the fruit of Nature's choicest tree, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Or seek heav'n's course, or heav'n's inside to see: <br>Why shouldst thou toil our thorny soil to till? <br>Leave sense, and those which sense's objects be: <br>Deal thou with powers of thoughts, leave love to will. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But thou wouldst needs fight both with love and sense, <br>With sword of wit, giving wounds of dispraise, <br>Till downright blows did foil thy cunning fence: </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">For soon as they strake thee with Stella's rays, <br>Reason thou kneel'dst, and offeredst straight to prove <br>By reason good, good reason her to love.</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=Philip+Sidney">Philip Sidney</a></strong></div>

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