Dear, if you change, I'll never choose again; Sweet, if you shrink, I'll never think of love; Fair, if you fail, I'll judge all beauty vain; Wise, if too weak, moe wits I'll never prove. Dear, sweet, fair, wise, change, shrink, nor be not weak; And, on my faith, my faith shall never break! Earth with her flowers shall sooner heaven adorn; Heaven her bright stars through earth's dim globe shall move; Fire heat shall lose, and frosts of flames be born; Air, made to shine, as black as hell shall prove. Earth, heaven, fire, air, the world transformed shall view, Ere I prove false to faith, or strange to you. |