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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Do Not Love Thee For That Fair</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I do not love thee for that fair<br>Rich fan of thy most curious hair;<br>Though the wires thereof be drawn<br>Finer than threads of lawn,<br>And are softer than the leaves<br>On which the subtle spider weaves.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I do not love thee for those flowers<br>Growing on thy cheeks, love's bowers;<br>Though such cunning them hath spread,<br>None can paint them white and red:<br>Love's golden arrows thence are shot,<br>Yet for them I love thee not.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I do not love thee for those soft<br>Red coral lips I've kissed so oft,<br>Nor teeth of pearl, the double guard<br>To speech whence music still is heard;<br>Though from those lips a kiss being taken<br>Mighty tyrants melt, and death awaken.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I do not love thee, O my fairest,<br>For that richest, for that rarest<br>Silver pillar, which stands under<br>Thy sound head, that globe of wonder;<br>Though that neck be whiter far<br>Than towers of polished ivory are.</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=Thomas+Carew">Thomas Carew</a></strong></div>