Sunday Poem: Sir John Suckling – The Constant Lover

Sir John Suckling. 1609–1642
  
The Constant Lover
  


OUT upon it, I have loved  
  Three whole days together!  
And am like to love three more,  
  If it prove fair weather.  
 
Time shall moult away his wings          5
  Ere he shall discover  
In the whole wide world again  
  Such a constant lover.  
 
But the spite on ‘t is, no praise  
  Is due at all to me:   10
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   15
  A dozen dozen in her place.
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