<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421341" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mother Bombie</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sil.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O Cupid ! Monarch ouer Kings,<br>Wherefore hast thou feete and wings?<br>It is to shew how swift thou art,<br>When thou wound'st a tender heart:<br>Thy wings being clip'd, and feete held still,<br>Thy Bow so many could not kill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Acc.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is all one in Venus wanton schoole,<br>Who highest sits, the wise man or the foole:<br>Fooles in loues colledge<br>Haue farre more knowledge,<br>To reade a woman ouer,<br>Than a neate prating louer.<br>Nay, tis confest,<br>That fooles please women best.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Lyly">John Lyly</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=421341" data-title="Mother Bombie de John Lyly" data-description="Sil. O Cupid ! Monarch ouer Kings, Wherefore hast thou feete and wings? It is to shew how swift thou art, When thou wound'st a tender heart: Thy wings being clip'd, and feete held still, Thy Bow so many could not kill. Acc. It is all one in Ven..."></div> </div> </div>

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