What? Dost thou mean to cheat me of my heart? <br />To take all mine and give me none again? <br />Or have thine eyes such magic or that art <br />That what they get they ever do retain? <br />Play not the tyrant, but take some remorse; <br />Rebate thy spleen, if but for pity's sake; <br />Or, cruel, if thou canst not, let us 'scourse, <br />And, for one piece of thine, my whole heart take. <br />But what of pity do I speak to thee, <br />Whose breast is proof against complaint or prayer? <br />Or can I think what my reward shall be <br />From that proud beauty, which was my betrayer? <br />What talk I of a heart, when thou hast none? <br />Or, if thou hast, it is a flinty one.<br /><br />Michael Drayton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-lii-what-dost-thou-mean/
