Is not contented at one Signe to Inne,
But ends his year and with a new beginnes.
All things doe willingly in change delight,
10The fruitfull mother of our appetite:
Rivers the clearer and more pleasing are,
Where their fair spreading streames run wide and farr;
And a dead lake that no strange bark doth greet,
Corrupts it self and what doth live in it.
15Let no man tell me such a one is faire,
And worthy all alone my love to share.