<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Bait</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">COME live with me, and be my love,<br>And we will some new pleasures prove<br>Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,<br>With silken lines and silver hooks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There will the river whisp'ring run<br>Warm'd by thy eyes, more than the sun;<br>And there th' enamour'd fish will stay,<br>Begging themselves they may betray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When thou wilt swim in that live bath,<br>Each fish, which every channel hath,<br>Will amorously to thee swim,<br>Gladder to catch thee, than thou him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If thou, to be so seen, be'st loth,<br>By sun or moon, thou dark'nest both,<br>And if myself have leave to see,<br>I need not their light, having thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let others freeze with angling reeds,<br>And cut their legs with shells and weeds,<br>Or treacherously poor fish beset,<br>With strangling snare, or windowy net.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let coarse bold hands from slimy nest<br>The bedded fish in banks out-wrest;<br>Or curious traitors, sleeve-silk flies,<br>Bewitch poor fishes' wand'ring eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For thee, thou need'st no such deceit,<br>For thou thyself art thine own bait:<br>That fish, that is not catch'd thereby,<br>Alas! is wiser far than I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Donne">John Donne</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37353" data-title="The Bait de John Donne" data-description="COME live with me, and be my love,/And we will some new pleasures prove/Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,/With silken lines and silver hooks./There will the river whisp'ring run/Warm'd by thy eyes, more than the sun;/And there th' enamour'd fis..."></div> </div> </div>

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