Sir John Suckling(1609–1642)
Out upon It!
O u t u p o n it! I have loved
T h r e e w h o l e days together;
A n d am like to love three more,
If it prove fair weather.
T i m e shall molt away his wings,
Ere he shall discover
In t h e w h o l e w i d e world again
S u c h a c o n s t a n t lover.
B u t t h e spite o n ' t is, n o praise
Is d u e at all to m e ;
Love w i t h m e h a d m a d e n o stays1
H a d it any b e e n b u t she.
H a d it any b e e n b u t she.
A n d that very face,2
T h e r e h a d b e e n at least ere this
A d o z e n d o z e n in her place.