What if I seek for love of thee

What if I seek for love of thee,

Shall I find beauty kind

To desert that still shall dwell in me?

But if I sue and live forlorn,

Then alas never was

Any wretch to more misfortune born.

Though thy looks have charmed mine eyes,

I can forbeare to love.

But if ever sweet desire

Set my woeful heart on fire

Then can I never remove.

Frown not on me unless thou hate,

For thy frown cast me down

To despair of my most hapless state:

Smile not on me unless thou love,

For thy smile will beguile

My desires if thou unsteadfast prove:

If thy needs wilt bend thy brows,

A while refrain, my dear,

But if thou wilt smile on me,

Let it not delayed be:

Comfort is never too near.