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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Menaphon: Sephesta's Song to her Child</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">-<br> Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,<br>-<br> When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.<br>-<br> Mother's wag, pretty boy,<br>-<br> Father's sorrow, father's joy;<br>-<br> When thy father first did see<br>-<br> Such a boy by him and me,<br>-<br> He was glad, I was woe,<br>-<br> Fortune changed made him so,<br>-<br> When he left his pretty boy<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Last his sorrow, first his joy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Streaming tears that never stint,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Like pearl-drops from a flint,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Fell by course from his eyes,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> That one another's place supplies;<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Thus he griev'd in every part,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Tears of blood fell from his heart,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When he left his pretty boy,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Father's sorrow, father's joy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The wanton smil'd, father wept,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Mother cried, baby leapt;<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> More he crow'd, more he cried,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Nature could not sorrow hide:<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He must go, he must kiss<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Child and mother, baby bless,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> For he left his pretty boy,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Father's sorrow, father's joy.<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,<br>-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Greene">Robert Greene</a><div class=q>
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 Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,
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 When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.
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 Mother's wag, pretty boy,
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 Father's sorrow, father's joy;
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 When thy father first did see
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 Such a boy by him and me,
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 He was glad, I was woe,..."></div>
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