Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE WAYS OF LOVE, by PIERRE DE RONSARD


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THE WAYS OF LOVE, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Love's infidel / whom I adore
Last Line: Till you loved in sooth!
Subject(s): Eyes; Hate; Hearts; Love


LOVE'S infidel
Whom I adore,
You know too well
That I love you more
By a hundred score
Than mine eyes or heart!
So you'd die before
You'd be called "sweet-heart!"

But if I could seem
To set no store
By your esteem,
Then you'd love me more
By a hundred score
Than your eyes or heart,
And almost implore
To be called "sweet-heart!"

"'Tis the way of love
That who loves the best
The least can he move
His Lady's breast." . . .
Ah, would I could test
The proverb's truth
And hate -- in jest --
Till you loved in sooth!





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