@Ching13
Self-love
He that cannot choose but love, And strives against it still, Never shall my fancy move, For he loves 'gains his will; nor he which is all his own, And can at pleasure choose, When I am caught he can be gone And when he list refuse. nor he that love none but fair, For such by all are sought; nor he that hath wit, For he will make me his jest or slace nor a fool, for when others He can neither Nor he that still mistress pays, For she is thalled therefore nor he that pays not, for he says Within She's worth no more. Is there then no kind of men Whom I may freely prove? I will vent that humour then In mine own self-love.
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