LOVE NOT TOO MUCH
AVE you too greatly loved?
Sister, take warning!
Once let your soul be moved,
Sable your mourning;
If he be satiate,
Then an ingratiate,
Waiteth the dawning.
Shew not the passion
That stirs in your veins,
Far more alluring
To handle the reins,
His love ensuring. . . .
In masculine fashion
If certain--he wanes.
He the pursuer
Must ever press on,
Passionate wooer
Whilst you are a stone;
Shew but a touch,
Yet never too much
And the battle is won.
Man is a monster
Made to be stroked,
Close then your arms
Cover your charms;
Great the enticement
Of beauties when hidden,
Of passion well cloaked.
Crazed, he shall plead,
For what you yield gladly,
Fiercer his greed,
For what you give madly;
You may have measure
And still hold your treasure. . . .
Sister, take heed!
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