Patience for my device, Impatience for your part; Of contraries the guise Is ever the overthwart. Patience, for I am true, The contrary for you. Patience, a good cause why You have no cause at all; Therefore you standeth awry, Perchance sometime to fall; Patience then take him up, And drink of patience' cup. Patience, no force for that, But brush your gown again; Patience, spurn not thereat; Let no man know your pain; Patience even at my pleasure, When yours is out of measure. Th' other was for me, This patience is for you; Change when ye list let see, For I have taken anew; Patience, with a good will, Is easy to fulfill. |