When I was fair and young then favour graced me; Of many was I sought their mistress for to be. But I did scorn them all, and answered them therefore, Go, go, go, seek some otherwhere, Importune me no more. How many weeping eyes I made to pine in woe; How many sighing hearts I have no skill to show; Yet I the prouder grew, and answered them therefore, Go, go, go, seek some otherwhere, Importune me no more. Then spake fair Venus' son, that proud victorious boy, And said, you dainty dame, since that you be so coy, I will so pluck your plumes that you shall say no more Go, go, go, seek some otherwhere, Importune me no more. When he had spake these words such change grew in my breast, That neither night nor day I could take any rest. Then, lo ! I did repent, that I had said before Go, go, go, seek some otherwhere, Importune me no more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET (ON AN OLD BOOK WITH UNCUT LEAVES) by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE NYMPH'S REPLY TO THE SHEPHERD by WALTER RALEIGH TO SPAIN - A LAST WORD by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: COUNTENANCE FOREBODING EVIL by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES ON THE EPICUREAN, STOIC, AND CHRISTIAN PHILOSOPHY by JOHN BYROM |