Though shee were true, when you met her,
And last, till you write your letter,
Yet shee
Will bee
False, ere I come, to two, or three.
But is it true that we desire to find her? Donne's answer is Woman's Constancy:
Now thou hast lov'd me one whole day,
To-morrow when thou leav'st what wilt thou say?
She will, like Proteus in the Two Gentlemen of Verona, have no dearth of sophistries—but why elaborate them?
Vain lunatique, against these scapes I could