<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37867" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet 6</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet Corrall lips, where Nature's treasure lies,<br> The balme of blisse, the soveraigne salve of sorrow,<br> The secret touch of loves heart-burning arrow,<br>Come quench my thirst or els poor Daphnis dies.<br>One night I dream'd (alas twas but a Dreame)<br> That I did feele the sweetnes of the same,<br> Where-with inspir'd, I young againe became,<br>And from my heart a spring of blood did streame,<br>But when I wak't, I found it nothing so,<br> Save that my limbs (me thought) did waxe more strong<br> And I more lusty far, and far more yong.<br>This gift on him rich Nature did bestow.<br> Then if in dreaming so, I so did speede,<br> What should I doe, if I did so indeede?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Barnfield">Richard Barnfield</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=37867" data-title="Sonnet 6 de Richard Barnfield" data-description="Sweet Corrall lips, where Nature's treasure lies,/ The balme of blisse, the soveraigne salve of sorrow,/ The secret touch of loves heart-burning arrow,/Come quench my thirst or els poor Daphnis dies./One night I dream'd (alas twas but a Dreame)/ T..."></div> </div> </div>

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