Yet, sweet, take heed, all sweets are hard to get;
Sting not her soft lips, Oh beware of that:
For if one flaming dart come from her eye,
Was never dart so sharp, ah, then you die!
Yet, Sweet, Take Heed
John Wilbye
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Poem topics: never, sweet, hard, sharp, sting, soft, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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