Here you will find the Poem Sonnet 5 - I wandered out a while agone, of poet George Wither
I wandered out a while agone, And went I know not whither; But there do beauties many a one Resort and meet together, And Cupid's power will there be shown If ever you come thither. For like two suns, two beauties bright I shining saw together, And tempted by their double light My eyes I fixed on either; Till both at once so thralled my sight, I loved, and knew not whether. Such equal sweet Venus gave, That I preferred not either; And when for love I thought to crave, I knew not well of whether, For one while this I wished to have, And then I that had liefer. A lover of the curious't eye Might have been pleased in either, And so, I must confess, might I, Had they not been together. Now both must love or both deny, In one enjoy I neither. But yet at last I 'scaped the smart I feared at coming hither; For seeing my divided heart - I, choosing, knew not whether - Love angry grew and did depart, And now I care for neither.
