Whilst youth and error led my wand'ring mind <br />And set my thoughts in heedless ways to range, <br />All unawares a goddes chaste I find, <br />Diana-like, to work my sudden change. <br />For her no sooner had my view bewray'd, <br />But with disdain to see me in that place; <br />With fairest hand, the sweet unkindest maid <br />Casts water-cold disdain upon my face. <br />Which turn'd my sport into a hart's despair, <br />Which still is chas'd, whilst I have any breath, <br />By mine own thoughts; set on me by my fair, <br />My thoughts like hounds, pursue me to my death. <br />Those that I foster'd of mine own accord, <br />Are made by her to murder thus their lord.<br /><br />Samuel Daniel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-v-whilst-youth-and-error/
