Love not me for comely grace,
For my pleasing eye or face;
Nor for any outward part,
No, nor for my constant heart:
                 For those may fail or turn to ill,
                     So thou and I shall sever:
Keep therefore a true woman's eye,
And love me still, but know not why;
                 So hast thou the same reason still
                     To doat upon me ever.


--By Anon.