Author John Wilbye Yet, sweet, take heed, all sweets are hard to get; Sting not her soft lips, Oh beware of that: For if one flaming dart come from her eye, Was never dart so sharp, ah, then you die! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments