My thoughts are wing'd with hopes

My hopes with love

Mount love unto

The moon in clearest night

And say as she doth in the heavens move

In earth so wanes and waxeth my delight

And whisper this but softly in her ears

Hope oft doth hang the head

And trust shed tears

And whisper this but softly in her ears

Hope oft doth hang the head

And trust shed tears

And you my thoughts

That some mistrust do carry

If for mistrust

My mistress do you blame

Say though you alter yet you do not vary

And she doth change

And yet remain the same

Distrust doth enter hearts but not infect

And love is sweetest season'd with suspect

Distrust doth enter hearts but not infect

And love is sweetest season'd with suspect

If she for this with clouds do mask her eyes

And make the heavens dark with her disdain

With windy sighs disperse them in the skies

Or with thy tears dissolve them into rain

Thoughts hopes and love return to me no more

Till Cynthia shine as she hath done before

Thoughts hopes and love return to me no more

Till Cynthia shine as she hath done before