Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VERSES, by JOHN SUCKLING Poet's Biography First Line: I am confirm'd a woman can Last Line: If e'er I dote upon you more! | ||||||||
I AM confirm'd a woman can Love this, or that, or any other man: This day she's melting hot, To-morrow swears she knows you not; If she but a new object find, Then straight she's of another mind. Then hang me, ladies, at your door, If e'er I dote upon you more! Yet still I'll love the fairsome (why? For nothing but to please my eye); And so the fat and soft-skinn'd dame I'll flatter to appease my flame; For she that's musical I'll long, When I am sad, to sing a song; Then hang me, ladies, at your door, If e'er I dote upon you more! I'll give my fancy leave to range Through everywhere to find out change: The black, the brown, the fair shall be But objects of variety; I'll court you all to serve my turn, But with such flames as shall not burn. Then hang me, ladies, at your door, If e'er I dote upon you more! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SUPPLEMENT OF AN IMPERFECT COPY OF VERSES OF MR. WILL. SHAKESPEARE'S by JOHN SUCKLING UPON MY LADY CARLISLE'S WALKING IN HAMPTON COURT GARDEN by JOHN SUCKLING A PEDLAR OF SMALL-WARES by JOHN SUCKLING A PROLOGUE OF THE AUTHOR'S TO A MASQUE AT WHITTON by JOHN SUCKLING |
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