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Poem by John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester


Constancy


I cannot change, as others do,
Though you unjustly scorn;
Since that poor swain, that sighs for you
For you alone was born.
No, Phyllis, no, your heart to move
A surer way I'll try:
And to revenge my slighted love,
Will still love on, will still love on, and die.

When, kill'd with grief, Amyntas lies;
And you to mind shall call
The sighs that now unpitied rise;
The tears that vainly fall:
That welcome hour that ends this smart,
Will then begin your pain;
For such a faithful, tender heart
Can never break, can never break in vain. 



John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester


John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester's other poems:
  1. The Advice
  2. Upon his Leaving his Mistress
  3. God Bless Our Good And Gracious King
  4. Grecian Kindness
  5. A Song (To this Moment a Rebel)


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Charles Mackay Constancy ("I knew thee in the sunny hour")

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