WHY so pale and wan, fond lover? <br /> Prithee, why so pale? <br />Will, when looking well can't move her, <br /> Looking ill prevail? <br /> Prithee, why so pale? <br /> <br />Why so dull and mute, young sinner? <br /> Prithee, why so mute? <br />Will, when speaking well can't win her, <br /> Saying nothing do 't? <br /> Prithee, why so mute? <br /> <br />Quit, quit for shame! This will not move; <br /> This cannot take her. <br />If of herself she will not love, <br /> Nothing can make her: <br /> The devil take her!<br /><br />Sir John Suckling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-so-pale-and-wan/
