Sir John Suckling


from Aglaura.

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WHY so pale and wan, fond lover ?
                  Prithee, why so pale ?
Will, when looking well can't move her,
                  Looking ill prevail ?
                  Prithee, why so pale ?

Why so dull and mute, young sinner ?
                  Prithee, why so mute ?
Will, when speaking well can't win her,
                  Saying nothing do 't ?
                  Prithee, why so mute ?

Quit, quit, for shame, this will not move :
                  This cannot take her.
If of herself she will not love,
                  Nothing can make her :
                  The devil take her !



Source:
Suckling, John. The Works of Sir John Suckling. A. Hamilton Thompson, ed.
London: George Routledge & Sons, Ltd., 1910. 115.




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