To rail or jest, ye know I use it not, Though that such cause sometime in folks I find, And though to change ye list to set your mind, Love it who list, in faith I like it not. And if ye were to me as ye are not, I would be loath to see you so unkind; But since your faith must needs be so, be kind. Though I hate it, I pray you leave it not. Things of great weight I never thought to crave: This is but small -- of right deny it not. Your feigning ways as yet forget them not, But like reward let other lovers have: That is to say, for service true and fast, Too long delays and changing at the last. |