Song: Out upon it, I have lov'd

Original Text: 
Sir John Suckling, Last Remains (1659). Wing 6130
1Out upon it, I have lov'd
2    Three whole days together;
3And am like to love three more,
4    If it prove fair weather.
5Time shall moult away his wings,
6    Ere he shall discover
7In the whole wide world again
8    Such a constant lover.
9But the spite on't is, no praise
10    Is due at all to me;
11Love with me had made no stays,
12    Had it any been but she.
13Had it any been but she,
14    And that very face,
15There had been at least ere this
16    A dozen dozen in her place.
Publication Start Year: 
RPO poem Editors: 
N. J. Endicott
RPO Edition: 
3RP.1.331; RPO 1994-2000.