Excerpt from A Pageant and Other Poems Sonnets are full of love, and this my tomeHas many sonnets: so here w shall beOne sonnet more, a love sonnet, from meTo her whose heart is my heart's quiet home, To my first Love, my Mother, on whose kneeI learnt love-lore that is t troublesome;Whose service is my special dignity, And she my loadstar while I go and come.And so because you love me, and becauseI love you, Mother, I have woven a wreathOf rhymes wherewith to crown your houred name: In you t fourscore years can dim the flameOf love, whose blessed glow transcends the lawsOf time and change and mortal life and death. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art techlogy to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.