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