627. O Fair! I have come in your cage

SONNET 627

By JH Sayyar

O Fair! I have come in your cage
Of love to mend you in utter lone
Control reason; cool down rage!
My soul thinks; you full of groan
Give love; yea who deserve of it
You un-bosom what does it mean!
Saucy lovers your emotions grit!
Fool in loving yea you have been
Love girls’ tool to tame children
Untamed dogs and green beaus
Think what I say you a filthy fen
Yea woes hang over you in rows

O Rose; save love for coming race
Your love increase your kids’ grace