Love that doth reign and live within my thought <br />And built his seat within my captive breast, <br />Clad in the arms wherein with me he fought, <br />Oft in my face he doth his banner rest. <br />But she that taught me love and suffer pain, <br />My doubtful hope and eke my hot desire <br />With shamefast look to shadow and refrain, <br />Her smiling grace converteth straight to ire. <br />And coward Love then to the heart apace <br />Taketh his flight, where he doth lurk and plain <br />His purpose lost, and dare not show his face. <br />For my lord's guilt thus faultless bide I pain; <br />Yet from my lord shall not my foot remove: <br />Sweet is the death that taketh end by love.<br /><br />Henry Howard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-that-doth-reign-and-live/
