Francis Beaumont

(1584 – 6 March 1616 / Leicestershire)

The Indifferent - Poem by Francis Beaumont

Never more will I protest,
To love a woman but in jest:
For as they cannot be true,
So, to give each man his due,
When the wooing fit is past
Their affection cannot last.

Therefore, if I chance to meet
With a mistress fair and sweet,
She my service shall obtain,
Loving her for love again:
Thus much liberty I crave,
Not to be a constant slave.

But when we have tried each other,
If she better like another,
Let her quickly change for me,
Then to change am I as free.
He or she that loves too long
Sell their freedom for a song.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Friday, June 22, 2012

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