Michael Drayton (Ìàéêë Äðåéòîí)

Sonnet 59. As Love and I

As Love and I, late harbor'd in one inn,
With proverbs thus each other entertain:
"In Love there is no lack," thus I begin;
"Fair words make fools," replieth he again;
"Who spares to speak doth spare to speed," quoth I;
"As well," saith he, "too forward as too slow";
"Fortune assists the boldest," I reply;
"A hasty man," quoth he, "ne'er wanted woe";
"Labor is light where Love," quoth I, "doth pay";
Saith he, "Light burden's heavy, if far borne";
Quoth I, "The main lost, cast the bye away";
"You have spun a fair thread," he replies in scorn.
    And having thus awhile each other thwarted, 
    Fools as we met, so fools again we parted.

1. To The Reader Of These Sonnets
2. Sonnet 10. To Nothing Fitter Can I thee Compare
3. Sonnet 3. Taking my Pen
4. Sonnet 63. Truce, Gentle Love, a Parley Now I Crave
5. Sonnet 60. Define my Weal

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