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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408202" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Constant Lover Lamenteth.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SINCE fortune's wrath envieth the wealth<br>Wherein I reigned, by the sight<br>Of that, that fed mine eyes by stealth<br>With sour, sweet, dread, and delight ;<br>Let not my grief move you to moan,<br>For I will weep and wail alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spite drave me into Boreas' reign,<br>Where hoary frosts the fruits do bite,<br>When hills were spread, and every plain<br>With stormy winter's mantle white ;<br>And yet, my dear, such was my heat,<br>When others froze, then did I sweat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now, though on the sun I drive,<br>Whose fervent flame all things decays ;<br>His beams in brightness may not strive<br>With light of your sweet golden rays ;<br>Nor from my breast his heat remove<br>The frozen thoughts, graven by Love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ne may the waves of the salt flood<br>Quench that your beauty set on fire ;<br>For though mine eyes forbear the food,<br>That did relieve the hot desire ;<br>Such as I was, such will I be ;<br>Your own ; what would ye more of me ?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Howard">Henry Howard</a><div class=q>
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Wherein I reigned, by the sight
Of that, that fed mine eyes by stealth
With sour, sweet, dread, and delight ;
Let not my grief move you to moan,
For I will weep and wail alone.

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