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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Restoration Verse.  1910.
The Surprise
By Sir Edward Sherburne (1618–1702)
THERE’S no dallying with love
  Though he be a child and blind;
Then let none the danger prove,
  Who would to himself be kind:
Smile he does when thou dost play,        5
But his smiles to death betray.
Lately with the Boy I sported;
  Love I did not, yet love feigned;
Had not mistress, yet I courted;
  Sigh I did, yet was not pained;        10
Till at last this love in jest,
Proved in earnest my unrest.
When I saw my fair one first,
  In a feignèd fire I burned;
But true flames my poor heart pierced,        15
  When her eyes on mine she turned:
So a real wound I took,
For my counterfeited look.
Slighted Love, his skill to show,
  Struck me with a mortal dart;        20
Then I learnt that ’gainst his bow,
  Vain are the weak helps of art;
And thus captiv’d, found that true
Doth dissembled love pursue.
’Cause his fetters I disclaimed,        25
  Now the tyrant faster bound me;
With more scorching brands inflamed,
  ’Cause in love so cold he found me:
And my sighs more scalding made,
’Cause with winds before they played.        30
None who loves not, then make shew,
  Love’s as ill deceived as Fate;
Fly the Boy, he’ll cog and woo;
  Mock him, and he wounds thee straight.
Ah! who dally, boast in vain;        35
False love wants not real pain.

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