The Eternal Fool

To whom is thy hearts beauty given true,

Whom`s beauty is greater than that of

Any meandering streams` deepestblue,

Agleam with sunlight which is thy`s blue love,

Release thy self from thine constant sorrow,

Release Past unfit of such divinity,

And when finished, my heart you may borrow,

I only ask its held infinitely,

With sorrow substituted my much joy,

Only good comes from this mended future,

and be born a mutual desire,

If none other, this I can assure,

Suspended by strings of lovea jewel,

For the, I shall be an eternal fool.