The Works of Sir John Suckling in prose and verse/'Tis now, since I sat down before
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That foolish fort, a heart,
(Time strangely spent), a year and more,
And still I did my part,
2
Unto her lip did rise,
And did already understand
The language of her eyes;
3
My tongue was engineer:10
I thought to undermine the heart
By whispering in the ear.
4
Great cannon-oaths, and shot
A thousand thousand to the town;15
And still it yielded not.
5
By cutting off all kisses,
Praising and gazing on her face,
And all such little blisses.20
6
I drew all batteries in;
And brought myself to lie at length,
As if no siege had been.
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And thought the place mine own,
The enemy lay quiet too,
And smil'd at all was done.
8
These hopes and this relief?30
A spy inform'd, Honour was there,
And did command in chief.
9
Let's lose no time, but leave her:
That giant upon air will live,35
And hold it out for ever.
10
As will no siege abide:
I hate a fool that starves her love.
Only to feed her pride.40