Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CARELESS LOVER, by JOHN SUCKLING Poet's Biography First Line: Never believe me if I love Last Line: Ere I 'll die for love, I 'll fairly forgo it. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
NEVER believe me if I love, Or know what 'tis, or mean to prove; And yet in faith I lie, I do, And she's extremely handsome too: She 's fair, she 's wondrous fair, But I care not who know it. Ere I 'll die for love, I 'll fairly forgo it. This heat of hope, or cold of fear, My foolish heart could never bear: One sigh imprison'd ruins more Than earthquakes have done heretofore. She 's fair, etc. When I am hungry, I do eat, And cut no fingers 'stead of meat; Nor with much gazing on her face, Do e'er rise hungry from the place. She 's fair, etc. A gentle round fill'd to the brink To this and t' other friend I drink; And when 'tis nam'd another's health, I never make it hers by stealth. She 's fair, etc. Blackfriars to me, and old Whitehall, Is even as much as is the fall Of fountains on a pathless grove, And nourishes as much my love. She 's fair, etc. I visit, talk, do business, play, And for a need laugh out a day: Who does not thus in Cupid's school, He makes not love, but plays the fool. She 's fair, she 's wondrous fair, But I care not who know it, Ere I 'll die for love, I 'll fairly forgo it. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A BALLAD UPON A WEDDING by JOHN SUCKLING A SUPPLEMENT OF AN IMPERFECT COPY OF VERSES OF MR. WILL. SHAKESPEARE'S by JOHN SUCKLING |
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