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
