When I was fair and young, then favor graced me. <br />Of many was I sought their mistress for to be. <br />But I did scorn them all and answered them therefore: <br /> <br />Go, go, go, seek some other where; importune me no more. <br />How many weeping eyes I made to pine in woe, <br />How many sighing hearts I have not skill to show, <br />But I the prouder grew and still this spake therefore: <br /> <br />Go, go, go, seek some other where, importune me no more. <br />Then spake fair Venus’ son, that proud victorious boy, <br />Saying: You dainty dame, for that you be so coy, <br />I will so pluck your plumes as you shall say no more: <br /> <br />Go, go, go, seek some other where, importune me no more. <br />As soon as he had said, such change grew in my breast <br />That neither night nor day I could take any rest. <br />Wherefore I did repent that I had said before: <br />Go, go, go, seek some other where, importune me no more.<br /><br />Queen Elizabeth I<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-i-was-fair-and-young/
