Sir John Suckling
Sir John Suckling Poems
|1.||At A Wedding||12/25/2014|
|2.||Loving And Beloved||3/14/2015|
|4.||A Doubt Of Martyrdom||1/3/2003|
|5.||A Supplement Of An Imperfect Copy Of Verses Of Mr. William||1/1/2004|
|6.||I Prithee Spare Me Gentle Boy||1/3/2003|
|7.||If You Refuse Me Once, And Think Again||1/3/2003|
|8.||When, Dearest, I But Think Of Thee||1/3/2003|
|9.||Out Upon It, I Have Lov'D||1/3/2003|
|11.||I Prithee Send Me Back My Heart||1/3/2003|
|12.||Why So Pale And Wan, Fond Lover?||1/3/2003|
|13.||Love Turned To Hatred||1/3/2003|
|14.||The Constant Lover||1/3/2003|
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The Constant Lover
Out upon it, I have lov'd
Three whole days together;
And am like to love three more,
If it prove fair weather.
Time shall molt away his wings
Ere he shall discover
In such whole wide world again
Such a constant lover.
But the spite on't is, no praise
Is due at all to me:
Love with me had made no stays
Had it any been but she.
Had it any been but she
And that very face,
There had been at least ere this
A dozen dozen in her place.