Prove that ever I lose more blood with love than I will get again with drinking, pick out mine eyes with a ballad-maker's pen and ...hang me up at the door of a brothel-house for the sign of blind Cupid.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity.... Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Yet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower,... Before, milk-white; now purple with love's wound: And maidens call it "love-in-idleness."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Underneath this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse:... Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother; Death ere thou has slain another, Fair, and learned, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Where no great fish venture nor small fish glitter and dart,... only the anemones and flower of the wild sea-thyme cover the silent walls of an old sea-city at rest.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
None will now find Cupid latent By this foolish antique patent.... He came late along the waste, Shod like a traveller for haste.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Can love be controlled by advice? Will Cupid our mothers obey?... Though my heart were as frozen as ice, At his flame 'twould have melted away. When he kissed me so closely he pressed, 'Twas so sweet that I must have complied: So I thought it both safest and best To marry, for fear you should chide.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »