The Mind
A solemne toie
From Melancholike Humours (1600)
The Mind
IF that loue had beene a king,
He would haue commanded beauty:
But, hee is a silly thing,
That hath sworne to doe her duety.
If that loue had beene a God,
He had then bene full of grace:
But, how grace and loue are odde,
Tis too plaine a pitious case.
No: loue is an idle ieast,
That hath only made a woord
Like vnto a Cuckoes neast,
That hath neuer hatcht a bird.
Then, from nothing to conceiue
That may any substance bee;
Yet so many doth deceiue,
Lord of heauen deliuer mee.
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MLA
Breton, Nicholas. “A solemne toie.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/breton/30/.
Chicago
Breton, Nicholas. “A solemne toie.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/breton/30/.
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