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Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.

Samuel Daniel. 1562–1619

111. Love is a Sickness

LOVE is a sickness full of woes, 
  All remedies refusing; 
A plant that with most cutting grows, 
  Most barren with best using. 
              Why so?         5
 
More we enjoy it, more it dies; 
If not enjoy’d, it sighing cries— 
                Heigh ho! 
 
Love is a torment of the mind, 
  A tempest everlasting;  10
And Jove hath made it of a kind 
  Not well, nor full nor fasting. 
              Why so? 
 
More we enjoy it, more it dies; 
If not enjoy’d, it sighing cries—  15
                Heigh ho!