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“Had we but world enough, and time”
My feelings of distaste would withstand and certainly, sir, that is no crime.
To he that has brought forth such daring boldness
He who cannot simply comprehend my utter coyness.
Does thou not consider my reluctance is one of apathy?
Pardon my discourtesy, sir, But I simply lack thine amity.
How could one love thee, sir, if thou conflicts thine’s thoughts
How could I love thee, sir, with the ludicrous statements thou has brought.
Thou states “A hundred years should go to praise”
Then contradicts thyself by ridiculing my fleeting youthful days
I accept my beauty will fade through “Time’s winged chariot”
However, Good Sir, thou’s insulting words are not in good merit
If what thou says is true, then I cannot accept thy’s affection
But must live my life as I should and not undercome by thine’s love infection
I will not be subject to a man who insults my honour
But to one who accepts my “coyness” and can win my favour
Thou need not worry of my vanishing days
And should not state how thee would and not should give me praise
Remember, Sir, I am more sharp than thou would think
And while “my willing soul transpires” I do not believe we share a link
I simply do not share thine’s piteous infatuation
And, Good sir, thine’s head and pride needs a serious deflation
I cannot come to love a man succumbed to his lust
But to one who can love and can earn my trust
Thou continues to speak of my limited days
But does not wish to court me in thou’s idle laze
Time may pass like clockwork, but does thou have to be so rash
Thou speaks in daring boldness and such bullheaded brash
Pardon my words next, sir, because you wouldn’t like the sound
I lack thine amourous lust and love cannot simply be found
However, good sir, if thou weren’t so rash
And if thine’s love wouldn’t become ash
Our stars would cross and love would be eternal
If there were time then love would stay general
However, the sun does not stand still
And I do not love you, it is against my will
I am simply not going to fall for your words,
Preach to another woman, you are absurd.
Until then, I will preserve my virtue,
I bid you good day, sir, and a good night as well.