As Love And I, Late Harboured In One Inn

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Title:     As Love And I, Late Harboured In One Inn
Author: Michael Drayton [More Titles by Drayton]

To Proverb.

AS Love and I, late harboured in one inn,
With Proverbs thus each other entertain;
_In love there is no lack, thus I beginn?
Fair words makes fools, replieth he again?
That spares to speak, doth spare to speed (quoth I)
As well (saith he) too forward as too slow.
Fortune assists the boldest, I reply
A hasty man (quoth he) nere wanted woe.
Labour is light, where loue (quoth I) doth pay,
(Saith he) light burthens heauy, if far born?
(Quoth I) the main lost, cast the by away:
You have spun a faire thread, he replies in scorn_.
And having thus a while each other thwarted,
Fools as we met, so fools again we parted.

[The end]
Michael Drayton's poem: As Love And I, Late Harboured In One Inn

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