This is one of the poems by Andrew Marvell. Love this!
Ametas
Think'st thou that this love can stand,
whilst thou still dost say me nay?
Love unpaid does soon disband;
Love binds love as hay binds hay.
Thestylis
Think'st thou that this rope would twine
If we both should turn one way?
Where both parties so combine
Neither love will twist nor hay.
AmetasThus you vain excuses find,
Which yourselves and us delay:
And love ties a woman's mind
Looser than with ropes of hay.
ThestylisWhat you cannot constant hope
Must be taken as you may.
AmetasThen let's both lay by our rope,
And go kiss within the hay.
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Ametas
Think'st thou that this love can stand,
whilst thou still dost say me nay?
Love unpaid does soon disband;
Love binds love as hay binds hay.
Thestylis
Think'st thou that this rope would twine
If we both should turn one way?
Where both parties so combine
Neither love will twist nor hay.
AmetasThus you vain excuses find,
Which yourselves and us delay:
And love ties a woman's mind
Looser than with ropes of hay.
ThestylisWhat you cannot constant hope
Must be taken as you may.
AmetasThen let's both lay by our rope,
And go kiss within the hay.
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