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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed.  The English Poets.  1880–1918.
Vol. II. The Seventeenth Century: Ben Jonson to Dryden
Truth in Love
By Sir John Suckling (1609–1642)
OF thee, kind boy, I ask no red and white,
                To make up my delight:
                No odd becoming graces,
Black eyes, or little know-not-whats in faces;
Make me but mad enough, give me good store        5
Of love for her I court:
                I ask no more,
’Tis love in love that makes the sport.
There ’s no such thing as that we beauty call,
                It is mere cosenage all;        10
                For though some long ago
Liked certain colours mingled so and so,
That doth not tie me now from choosing new;
If I a fancy take
                To black and blue,        15
That fancy doth it beauty make.
’Tis not the meat, but ’tis the appetite
                Makes eating a delight,
                And if I like one dish
More than another, that a pheasant is;        20
What in our watches, that in us is found,—
So to the height and nick
                We up be wound,
No matter by what hand or trick.
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