June 2013
You deserve a poem (one of my favorites) : Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind. That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To warlike arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I serve, The first foe in the field. And with a sterner faith embrace. The sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such, As thou too shalt adore. I could not love thee, dear, so much. Loved I not honour more.
Aw this was lovely.
Thanks for sharing! :)
