| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907. | | | | No Minute Good to Love | | Anonymous |
| | | THE TIME when first I fell in love, | |
| Which now I must lament; | |
| The year wherein I lost such time | |
| To compass my content; | |
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| The day wherein I saw too late | 5 |
| The follies of a lover; | |
| The hour wherein I found such loss | |
| As care cannot recover; | |
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| And last, the minute of mishap | |
| Which makes me thus to plain; | 10 |
| The doleful fruits of lovers’ suits, | |
| Which labour lose in vain: | |
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| Doth make me solemnly protest, | |
| As I with pain do prove, | |
| There is no time, year, day, nor hour, | 15 |
| Nor minute, good to love. | | | | |
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