University of Virginia Library

Search this document 

collapse section 
 1. 
 2. 
 2a. 
 3. 
 4. 
 5. 
 6. 
 6a. 
 7. 
 8. 
 9. 
 10. 
 11. 
 12. 
 13. 
 14. 
 15. 
 16. 
 17. 
 18. 
 19. 
 20. 
 21. 
 22. 
 23. 
 24. 
 25. 
 26. 
 27. 
 28. 
 29. 
 30. 
 31. 
 32. 
 33. 
 34. 
 34. 
 35. 
 36. 
 37. 
 38. 
 39. 
 40. 
 41. 
 42. 
 43. 
 44. 
44. [On Love]
 45. 
 46. 
 47. 
 48. 
 49. 
 50. 
 51. 
 52. 
 53. 
 54. 
 55. 
 56. 
expand section 


185

44. [On Love]

Lov's like a game at Irish where the dye
Of maids affection doth by fortune fly,
Which, when you thinke you certaine of the same,
Proves but att best a doubtfull aftergame.
For if they finde yoar fancy in a blott,
Its two to one If then they take you nott.
But, being Gamesters, you must boldly venter,
And wher you see the pointe lye open, enter.
Beleive mee one thing, Nothing brings about
A game halfe lost soe soone as holding out.
And next to holding out, this you shall finde,
There's nothing worse then entering still behinde.
Yet doth not all in happy entrance lye,
When you are on, you must throw home and hye.
If you throw low and weake, beleive mee then,
Doe what you can, they will be bearing men,
And if you looke not all the better on,
They will play false, beare two instead of one.