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SONNET: 16. IN ANSWER TO SIR EDWARD DYER, by                 Poet's Biography
First Line: A satyr once did run away for dread
Last Line: Who burnt his lips to kiss fair shining fire.
Subject(s): Dyer, Sir Edward (1540-1607)


A satyr once did run away for dread
With sound of horn which he himself did blow;
Fearing and feared, thus from himself he fled,
Deeming strange evil in that he did not know.
Such causeless fears when coward minds do take
It makes them fly that which they fain would have:
As this poor beast, who did his rest forsake,
Thinking not why, but how, himself to save.
Even thus might I, for doubts which I conceive
Of mine own words, my own good hap betray,
And thus might I for fear of maybe, leave
The sweet pursuit of my desired prey.
Better I like thy satyr, dearest Dyer,
Who burnt his lips to kiss fair shining fire.





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