| The Time When I First Fell in Love |
| the time when i first fell in love; which now i must lament the year wherein i lost such time to compass my content. the day wherein i saw too late the follies of a lover; the hour wherein i found such loss as care cannot recover. and last, the minute of mishap, which makes me thus to plain the doleful fruits of a lover's suits which labour lose in vain: doth make me solemnly protest, as i with pain do prove there is no time, year, day, nor hour nor minute, good to love. |
| by: Anonymous |