Since I must needes into thy schoole returne Be pittifull (O Love) and doe not burne Mee with desier of cold, and frozen age, Nor let me follow a fond boy or page: But gentle Cupid give mee if you can, One to my love, whom I may call a man, Of person comely, and of face as sweete, Let him be sober, secret, and discreete, Well practis'd in love's schoole, let him within Weare all his beard, and none uppon his chinn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LETHE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON QUEST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |