Quote #6

Oh for some honest lover's ghost, Some kind unbodied post Sent from the shades below! I strangely long to know Whether the nobler chaplets wear Those that their mistress' scorn did bear, Or those that were used kindly.

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  1. 'Tis now since I sat down before That foolish fort, a heart, (Time strangely spent) a year, and more, And still I did my part:
  2. Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light; But oh, she dances such a way! No sun upon a…
  3. If I a fancy take To black and blue, That fancy doth it beauty make.
  4. Her lips were red, and one was thin; Compared with that was next her chin,- Some bee had stung it newly.
  5. Quit, quit, for shame, this will not move: This cannot take her. If of herself she cannot love, Nothing can make her: The devil take her!
  6. 'T is expectation makes a blessing dear; Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it were.
  7. Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
  8. She is pretty to walk with, And witty to talk with, And pleasant, too, to think on.

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