Sir John Suckling

(1606-1642)

The Constant Lover - Poem by Sir John Suckling

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.


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  • (3/4/2017 10:44:00 PM)


    Wonderful chains of infatuations. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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