I am ready and ever will be To do you service with honesty. There is nothing that lacks in me But that I have not. My poor heart always and my mind Fixed in yours you shall still find. To love you best reason doth bind Although I have not. And for your sake I would be glad To have much more than I have had, The lack whereof doth make me sad Because I have not. For I do love ye faithfully And ye me again right secretly. Of let there is no cause why But that I have not. If I you once of that might sure, Our love should increase and endure. To study therefore it is my cure How I might have. Such are called friends nowadays Which do muse and study always Betwixt young lovers to put delays Because they have not. But this resisteth all my trust, verily, That ye again will love me steadfastly. And let thy word pass, as it hath done, hardily Till that we have. But for this time, sweetheart, adieu. Continue faithful and I will be true And love thee still, whatsoever ensue, Although I have not. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADELAIDE CRAPSEY by CARL SANDBURG THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD: PASTORAL 3. THE HAPPY COUNTRYMAN by NICHOLAS BRETON INSTANS TYRANNUS by ROBERT BROWNING ON STURMINSTER FOOT-BRIDGE by THOMAS HARDY A PRAISE OF HIS LADY by JOHN HEYWOOD THE EAGLE'S SONG by RICHARD MANSFIELD SONGS OF TRAVEL: 45. TO S.R. CROCKETT by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |