Author John Lyly As oft we see before a sudden showre,The sunne shines hottest & hath greatest powre:Euen so whom fortune meaneth to deride,She liftes a loft, from whence he soone may slide. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 1 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments