FROM
I d e a.
by Michael Drayton
V.
NOTHING but No, and Aye, and Aye, and No ?
How falls it out so strangely you reply ?
I tell ye, fair, I'll not be answered so,
With this affirming No, denying Aye.
I say “I love,” you slightly answer Aye ;
I say “you love,” you pule me out a No ;
I say “I die,” you echo me an Aye ;
“Save me,” I cry, you sigh me out a No ;
Must woe and I have nought but No and Aye ?
No I am I, if I no more can have ;
Answer no more, with silence make reply,
And let me take myself what I do crave.
Let No and Aye with I and you be so;
Then answer No, and Aye, and Aye and No.
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Michael Drayton
