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JAMES GRAHAM, MARQUIS OF MONTROSE

1612-1650

343                                     Ill never love Thee more

MY dear and only Love, I pray
   That little world of thee
Be governd by no other sway
   Than purest monarchy;
For if confusion have a part
   (Which virtuous souls abhor),
And hold a synod in thine heart,
   Ill never love thee more.
Like Alexander I will reign,
   And I will reign alone;
My thoughts did evermore disdain
   A rival on my throne.
He either fears his fate too much,
   Or his deserts are small,
That dares not put it to the touch,
   To gain or lose it all.
And in the empire of thine heart,
   Where I should solely be,
If others do pretend a part
   Or dare to vie with me,
Or if Committees thou erect,
   And go on such a score,
Ill laugh and sing at thy neglect,
   And never love thee more.

But if thou wilt prove faithful then,
   And constant of thy word,
Ill make thee glorious by my pen
   And famous by my sword;
Ill serve thee in such noble ways
   Was never heard before;
Ill crown and deck thee all with bays,
   And love thee more and more.

 

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