A Ballad upon a Wedding

They dance again and kiss: Thus several ways the time did pass, Whilst ev'ry woman wished her place, And every man wished his.

HY so pale and wan, fond lover?

Prythee, why so pale?

Will, if looking well can't move her,

Looking ill prevail?

Prythee, why so pale?

Why so dull and mute, young sinner? Prythee, why so mute?

Will, when speaking well can't win her,

Saying nothing do't?

Prythee, why so mute?

Quit, quit, for shame! this will not move,

This cannot take her;

If of herself she will not love,

Nothing can make her:

The D-1 take her!

-Sir John Suckling.

Constancy

UT upon it, I have loved
Three whole days together;
And am like to love thee more,
If it proves good weather.

Time shall moult away his wings,
Ere he shall discover

In the whole wide world again
Such a constant lover.

But the spite on't is, no praise
Is due at all to me:

Love with me had made no stays,
Had it any been but she.

Had it any been but she,

And that very face,

There had been at least ere this

A dozen dozen in her place.

-Sir John Suckling.

"I prithee send me back my heart”

PRITHEE send me back my heart,
Since I cannot have thine:

For if from yours you will not part,
Why then shouldst thou have
mine?

Yet now I think on't, let it lie;
To find it were in vain,

For thou'st a thief in either eye
Would steal it back again.

Why should two hearts in one breast lie,
And not yet lodge together?