<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Sonnet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flattering Hope, away and leave me,<br>She'll not come, thou dost deceive me;<br>Hark the cock crows, th' envious light<br>Chides away the silent night;<br>Yet she comes not, oh ! how I tire<br>Betwixt cold fear and hot desire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here alone enforced to tarry<br>While the tedious minutes marry,<br>And get hours, those days and years,<br>Which I count with sighs and fears<br>Yet she comes not, oh! how I tire<br>Betwixt cold fear and hot desire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Restless thoughts a while remove<br>Unto the bosom of my love,<br>Let her languish in my pain,<br>Fear and hope, and fear again;<br>Then let her tell me, in love's fire,<br>What torment's like unto desire?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Endless wishing, tedious longing,<br>Hopes and fears together thronging;<br>Rich in dreams, yet poor in waking,<br>Let her be in such a taking:<br>Then let her tell me in love's fire,<br>What torment's like unto desire?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come then, Love, prevent day's eyeing,<br>My desire would fain be dying:<br>Smother me with breathless kisses,<br>Let me dream no more of blisses;<br>But tell me, which is in Love's fire<br>Best, to enjoy, or to desire?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Beaumont">Francis Beaumont</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=391868" data-title="A Sonnet de Francis Beaumont" data-description="Flattering Hope, away and leave me, She'll not come, thou dost deceive me; Hark the cock crows, th' envious light Chides away the silent night; Yet she comes not, oh ! how I tire Betwixt cold fear and hot desire. Here alone enforced to tarry Whil..."></div> </div> </div>

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