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- I LOVED thee once, I'll love no more,
- Thine be the grief as is the blame,
- Thou art not what thou wast before,
- What reason I should be the same?
- He that can love unloved again
- Hath better store of love than brain;
- God send me love my debts to pay,
- While unthrifts fool their love away.
- Nothing could have my love o'erthrown,
- If thou hadst still continued mine;
- Nay, if thou hadst remained thine own,
- I might perchance have yet been thine.
- But thou thy freedom did recall,
- That it thou might elsewhere enthrall,
- And then how could I but disdain
- A captive's captive to remain?
- When new desires had conquered thee,
- And changed the object of thy will,
- It had been lethargy in me,
- Not constancy, to love thee still;
- Yea, it had been a sin to go
- And prostitute affection so,
- Since we are taught no prayers to say
- To such as must to others pray.
- Yet do thou glory in thy choice,
- Thy choice of his good fortune boast;
- I'll neither grieve, nor yet rejoice
- To see him gain what I have lost.
- The height of my disdain shall be
- To laugh at him, to blush for thee;
- To love thee still, but go no more
- A-begging at a beggar's door.
- Sir Robert Aytoun
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