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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507266" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sephestia's Lullaby</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WEEP not, my wanton, smile upon my knee; <br>When thou art old there 's grief enough for thee. <br> Mother's wag, pretty boy, <br> Father's sorrow, father's joy; <br> When thy father first did see <br> Such a boy by him and me, <br> He was glad, I was woe; <br> Fortune changed made him so, <br> When he left his pretty boy, <br> Last his sorrow, first his joy. <br>Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee; <br>When thou art old there 's grief enough for thee. <br> Streaming tears that never stint, <br> Like pearl-drops from a flint, <br> Fell by course from his eyes, <br> That one another's place supplies; <br> Thus he grieved in every part, <br> Tears of blood fell from his heart, <br> When he left his pretty boy, <br> Father's sorrow, father's joy. <br>Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee; <br>When thou art old there 's grief enough for thee. <br> The wanton smiled, father wept, <br> Mother cried, baby leapt; <br> More he crow'd, more we cried, <br> Nature could not sorrow hide: <br> He must go, he must kiss <br> Child and mother, baby bliss, <br> For he left his pretty boy, <br> Father's sorrow, father's joy. <br>Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, <br>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> <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=507266" data-title="Sephestia's Lullaby de Robert Greene" data-description="WEEP not, my wanton, smile upon my knee; When thou art old there 's grief enough for thee. Mother's wag, pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy; When thy father first did see &nbs..."></div> </div> </div>
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