Yield, ladies, yield to love, ladies, which lurketh under your eyelids whilst you sleep and playeth with your heartstrings whilst you wake, whose sweetness never breedeth satiety, labour weariness, nor grief bitterness.
A heat full of coldness, a sweet full of bitterness, a pain full of pleasantness, which maketh thoughts have eyes and hearts ears, bred by desire, nursed by delight, weaned by jealousy, killed by dissembling, buried by ingratitude, and this is love. Fair lady, will you any?
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|Profession:||Playwright, Politician, Writer|
John Lyly was an English playwright, writer and politician. He earned a BA degree in 1573 and an MA degree in 1575 both from Magdalen College, Oxford University. He wrote several plays include: Woman in the Moone, Campaspe, Sapho and Phao, Endymion, Gallathea, Midas, Mother Bombie, and Love's Metamorphosis. He wrote several novels, including Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit, and Euphues and His England. At the end of his life, he became a Member of Parliament for Queen Elizabeth’s court, serving on a committee 1554about the wine abuse reformation in 1598.
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