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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=499034" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Faire Begger</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.<br>Comanding asker, if it be<br> Pity that you faine would have,<br>Then I turne begger unto thee,<br> And aske the thing that thou dost crave.<br>I will suffice thy hungry need,<br>So thou wilt but my fancy feed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  II.<br>In all ill yeares, was ever knowne<br> On so much beauty such a dearth?<br>Which, in that thrice-bequeathed gowne,<br> Lookes like the Sun eclipst with Earth,<br>Like gold in canvas, or with dirt<br>Unsoyled Ermins close begirt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  III.<br>Yet happy he, that can but tast<br> This whiter skin, who thirsty is!<br>Fooles dote on sattin motions lac'd:<br> The gods go naked in their blisse.<br>At th' barrell's head there shines the vine,<br>There only relishes the wine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  IV.<br>There quench my heat, and thou shalt sup<br> Worthy the lips that it must touch,<br>Nectar from out the starry cup:<br> I beg thy breath not halfe so much.<br>So both our wants supplied shall be,<br>You'l give for love, I, charity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  V.<br>Cheape then are pearle-imbroderies,<br> That not adorne, but cloud thy wast;<br>Thou shalt be cloath'd above all prise,<br> If thou wilt promise me imbrac't.<br>Wee'l ransack neither chest nor shelfe:<br>Ill cover thee with mine owne selfe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  VI.<br>But, cruel, if thou dost deny<br> This necessary almes to me,<br>What soft-soul'd man but with his eye<br> And hand will hence be shut to thee?<br>Since all must judge you more unkinde:<br>I starve your body, you, my minde.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Lovelace">Richard Lovelace</a><div class=q>
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Comanding asker, if it be
 Pity that you faine would have,
Then I turne begger unto thee,
 And aske the thing that thou dost crave.
I will suffice thy hungry need,
So thou wilt but my fancy feed.

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In all ill yeares, was ever knowne
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