Sir John Suckling

Poems (5)

• A Doubt of Martyrdom

  O FOR some honest lover's ghost, / Some kind unbodied post …

• The Constant Lover

  Out upon it, I have loved / Three whole days together! …

• When, Dearest, I but Think of Thee

  When, dearest, I but think of thee, / Methinks all things that lovely be …

• Why so Pale and Wan?

  Why so pale and wan, fond lover? / Prithee, why so pale? …

• “I prithee send me back my heart”

  I Prithee send me back my heart, / Since I cannot have thine; …