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.

by Sir John Suckling

Comments (10)

Time shall molt away his wings Ere he shall discover In such whole wide world again Such a constant lover. Nicely penned. Thanks poet. 10
Had it any been but she And that very face, There had been at least ere this A dozen dozen in her place. Beautifully penned. Thanks poet. 10
Such a nice poetry. Enjoyed its flow and emotion in it. Thanks for sharing.
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Beautifully penned on constant lover. Thanks and congratulations to his soul for the poem of the day.
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