'May I find a woman fair,
And her mind as clear as air,
If her beaut'

'It is a statute in deep wisdom's lore,
That for his lines none shoul'

'The sun, which doth the greatest comfort bring
To absent friends (b'

'Lay a garland on my hearse,
Of the dismal yew,
Maidens, willow bran'

'Never more will I protest,
To love a woman but in jest:
For as they'

'Like to the weake estate of a poore friend,
To whom sweet fortune h'

'Cold Virtue guard me, or I shall endure
From the next glance a doubl'

'I sing the fortune of a luckless pair,
Whose spotless souls now in o'

'Flattering Hope, away and leave me,
She'll not come, thou dost decei'