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Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.

Sir Robert Ayton. 1570–1638

183. To an Inconstant One

I LOVED thee once; I’ll love no more— 
  Thine be the grief as is the blame; 
Thou art not what thou wast before, 
  What reason I should be the same? 
    He that can love unloved again,         5
    Hath better store of love than brain: 
  God send me love my debts to pay, 
  While unthrifts fool their love away! 
 
Nothing could have my love o’erthrown 
  If thou hadst still continued mine;  10
Yea, if thou hadst remain’d thy own, 
  I might perchance have yet been thine. 
    But thou thy freedom didst recall 
    That it thou might elsewhere enthral: 
  And then how could I but disdain  15
  A captive’s captive to remain? 
 
When new desires had conquer’d thee 
  And changed the object of thy will, 
It had been lethargy in me, 
  Not constancy, to love thee still.  20
    Yea, it had been a sin to go 
    And prostitute affection so: 
  Since we are taught no prayers to say 
  To such as must to others pray. 
 
Yet do thou glory in thy choice—  25
  Thy choice of his good fortune boast; 
I’ll neither grieve nor yet rejoice 
  To see him gain what I have lost: 
    The height of my disdain shall be 
    To laugh at him, to blush for thee;  30
  To love thee still, but go no more 
  A-begging at a beggar’s door.