Who trusts for trust or hopes of love for love, Or who beloved in Cupid's laws doth glory; Who joys in vows or vows not to remove, Who by this light god hath not been made sorry; Let him see me eclipsed from my sun, With shadows of an earth quite overrun. Who thinks that sorrows felt, desires hidden, Or humble faith with constant honor armed Can keep love from the fruit that is forbidden, Change, I do mean by no faith to be charmed; Looking on me, let him know, love's delights Are treasures hid in caves, but kept with sprites. |