Fugitive Poetry. 1600–1878/Love not me

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Love Not Me.
Love not me for comely grace,For my pleasing eye or face,Nor for any outward part,No, nor for my constant heart; For those may fail or turn to ill, So thou and I shall sever;Keep therefore a true woman's eye,And love me still, but know not why— So hast thou the same reason still To dote upon me ever.

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