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Ben Jonson (Бен Джонсон)


His Supposed Mistress


If I freely can discover
What would please me in my lover,
I would have her fair and witty,
Savouring more of court than city;
A little proud, but full of pity;
Light and humourous in her toying;
Oft building hopes, and soon destroying;
Long, but sweet in the enjoying,
Neither too easy, nor too hard:
All extremes I would have barred.

She should be allowed her passions,
So they were but used as fashions;
Sometimes froward, and then frowning,
Sometimes sickish, and then swowning,
Every fit with change still crowning.
Purely jealous I would have her;
Then only constant when I crave her,
’Tis a virtue should not save her.
Thus, nor her delicates would cloy me,
Neither her peevishness annoy me. 



Ben Jonson's other poems:
  1. On A Robbery
  2. To Censorious Courtling
  3. Begging Another
  4. Porth Ceiriad Bay
  5. So Breaks The Sun


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