Foolish love is only folly
Wanton love is too unholy
Greedy love is covetous
Idle love is frivolous
But the gracious love is it
That doth prove the work of wit.
Beauty but deceives the eye
Flattery leads the ear awry
Wealth doth but enchant the wit
Want, the overthrow of it
While in Wisdom's worthy grace
Virtue sees the sweetest face.
There hath Love found out his life,
Peace without all thought of strife
Kindness in Discretion's care
Truth, that clearly doth declare
Faith doth in true fancy prove,
Lust the excrements of Love.
Then in faith may fancy see
How my love may construèd be
How it grows and what it seeks
How it lives and what it likes
So in highest grace regard it,
Or in lowest scorn discard it.
p/s: I can't comprehend myself why do I turn head-over-heels on you..but trust me..I found myself in you..you complete me.
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