The last remains of Sr John Suckling Being a Full collection Of all his Poems and Letters which have been so long expected, and never till now Published, with The Licence and Approbation of his Noble and Dearest friends |
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Sir Toby Matthews.
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Say, but did you love so long?In troth I needs must blame you:
Passion did your Judgment wrong,
Or want of Reason shame you.
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Truth, times fair and witty Daughter,Shortly shall discover,
Y'are a Subject fit for laughter,
And more Fool then Lover.
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But I grant you merit praiseFor your constant Folly:
Since you doted three whole dayes,
Were you not melancholy?
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She to whom you prov'd so true,And that very very Face,
Puts each minute such as you
A dozen dozen to disgrace.
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