Follow a shaddow, it still flies you,
Seeme to flye it, it will pursue:
So court a mistris, she denies you;
Let her alone, she will court you.
Say, are not women truly, then,
Stil'd but the shaddows of us men?
At morne, and even, shades are longest;
At noone, they are short, or none:
So men at weakest, they are strongest,
But grant us perfect, they're not knowne.
Say, are not women truly, then,
Stil'd but the shaddows of us men?
Song: That Women Are But Mens Shaddows
Ben Jonson
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Poem topics: alone, perfect, grant, short, follow, women, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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