POEM: A SONNET BY SIR EDWARD DYER

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    Prometheus, when first from heaven high He brought dow<tt></tt>n fire, till then oh not seen; Fond of delight, a satyr, standing by, Gave it a kiss, as it like sweet had been.

    Feeling forthwith the other burning power, Wood with the smart, with shouts and shrieking shrill, He sought his ease in river, field, and bower; But, for the time, his grief went with him sti<var></var>ll.

    So silly I, with that unwonted sight, In human shape an angel from above, Feeding mine eyes, th<cite>.</cite> impression there did light; That since I run a as pleaseth love: The difference is, the satyrs <bdo></bdo>lips, my heart, He for a while, I evermore, have smart.

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