Wherefore, if this fault is or doth but seem
Do thou conceive: for his heart cannot move.”
Say to her also: “Lady, his poor heart
Is so confirmed in faith
That all its thoughts are but of serving thee:
’Twas early thine, and could not swerve apart.”
Then, if she wavereth,
Bid her ask Love, who knows if these things be.
And in the end, beg of her modestly
To pardon so much boldness: saying too:—