Sir Charles Sedley
Sir Charles Sedley Poems
|3.||Love Still Has Something Of The Sea||1/1/2004|
|4.||Phyllis Is My Only Joy||1/1/2004|
|6.||The Knotting Song||1/1/2004|
|8.||Child And Maiden||4/20/2010|
NOT, Celia, that I juster am
Or better than the rest!
For I would change each hour, like them,
Were not my heart at rest.
But I am tied to very thee
By every thought I have;
Thy face I only care to see,
Thy heart I only crave.
All that in woman is adored
In thy dear self I find--
For the whole sex can but afford
The handsome and the kind.
Why then should I seek further store,
And still make love anew? ...