William Strode

(1602 - 1644 / England)

Love Compared To A Game Of Tables - Poem by William Strode

Love is a game at tables where the dye
Of mayds affections doth by fancie fly:
If once you catch their fancie in a blott
It's tenne to one if then you enter not:
You being a gamester then may boldly venter,
And if you finde the point lye open enter:
But marke them well, for by false playing then,
Doe what you can they will be bearing men.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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