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John Donne (1572–1631).  The Poems of John Donne.  1896.
Appendix A. Doubtful Poems
Fortune never Fails
WHAT if I come to my mistress’ bed,
  The candles all eclipsed from shining?
Shall I then attempt for her maiden-head,
  Or show myself a coward by declining?
            Oh no,        5
          Fie, do not so;
  For thus much I know by divining,
            Blind is Love,
            The dark it doth approve
  To prey on pleasures panting;        10
            What needs light
            For Cupid in the night,
  If jealous eyes be wanting?
Fortune never fails, if she bids take place,
  To second all the fair proceedings;        15
Love and she, though blind, yet each other embrace
  To favour all their servants’ meetings.
            Venture, I say,
            To sport and play,
  If in place all be fitting;        20
            Though she say “Fie,”
            Yet doth she not deny,
  For “Fie” is but a word of trial.
            Jealousy doth sleep;
            Then do not weep        25
  At force of a fair denial.
Glorious is my love, worth triumphs in her face;
  Then too-too bold were I to venture.
Who loves, deserves to live in a princess’ grace;
  Why stand you then afraid to enter?        30
            Lights are all out,
            Then make no doubt,
  A woer boldly may take a choosing.
            Beauty is a bait
            For a princely mate.        35
  Fie, why stand you then a musing?
            You’ll repent too late,
            If she do you hate
  For love’s delights refusing.

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