I won a noble fame;But with a sudden frown,The people snatched my crown,And, in the mire, trod downMy lofty name.
Ah! what is love? It is a pretty thing, As sweet unto a shepherd as a king; And sweeter too For kings have cares that wait upon a crown ,And cares can make the sweetest love to frown; Ah then, ah then, If country loves such sweet desires do gain, What lady would not love a shepherd swain?Robert Greene
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