Mistrust

My thoughts are wing'd with hopes

My hopes with love

Mount love unto the moon's night

The moon in clearest night

And say, as she doth in the heavens move

In earth so wanes my delight

So wanes and waxeth delight

And you my thoughts, that my mistrust do carry

If for mistrust my mistress do you blame

Say though you alter, yet you do not vary

As she doth change and yet remain the same

If she, for this, with clouds do mask her eyes

And make the heavens dark with her disdain

With windy sights, disperse them in the skies

Or with thy tears dissolve them into rain

My thoughts are wing'd with hopes

My hopes with love

Mount love unto the moon's night

The moon in clearest night

And say, as she doth in the heavens move

In earth so wanes my delight

So wanes and waxeth delight

And you my thoughts, that my mistrust do carry

If for mistrust my mistress do you blame

Say though you alter, yet you do not vary

As she doth change and yet remain the same