Caelica, because we now in absence live, Which lived so long in free-born love at one, Straight curious rumor doth her censure give, That our aspects are to another zone. Yet Caelica, you know I do not change, My heart bears witness that there is no cause, Authority may bid goodwill be strange, But true desire is subject to no laws; If I have spoken to the common sense, It envy kills, and is a wise offense. |