LOVE who will, for I'll love none, There's fools enough beside me: Yet if each woman have not one, Come to me where I hide me, And if she can the place attain, For once I'll be her fool again. It is an easy place to find, And women sure should know it; Yet thither serves not every wind, Nor many men can show it: It is the storehouse, where doth lie All women's truth and constancy. If the journey be so long, No woman will adventer; But dreading her weak vessel's wrong, The voyage will not enter: Then may she sigh and lie alone, In love with all, yet lov'd of none. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DEATH IN THE DESERT by ROBERT BROWNING TRUST by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 90 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 68 by PHILIP SIDNEY ON THE KING'S ILLNESS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD OUR LADY OF CHANGE by BERTON BRALEY HAREBELLS by ANNE MILLAY BREMER |