The Works of Sir John Suckling in prose and verse/A Soldier

by John Suckling

A SOLDIER

I am a man of war and might,
And know thus much, that I can fight,
Whether I am i' th' wrong or right,
Devoutly.

No woman under heaven I fear,5
New oaths I can exactly swear;
And forty healths my brain will bear
Most stoutly.

I cannot speak, but I can do
As much as any of our crew;10
And, if you doubt it, some of you
May prove me.

I dare be bold thus much to say:
If that my bullets do but play,
You would be hurt so night and day,15
Yet love me.