If love now reigned

If love now reign’d as it hath been

And were rewarded as it hath sin’,

Noble men then would sure ensearch

All ways whereby they might it reach.

But envy reigneth which such disdain

And causeth lovers

outwardly to refrain,

Which puts them to more and more

Inwardly most grievous and sore.

The fault in whom I cannot set,

But let them tell which love doth get.

To lovers I put now sure this case:

Which of their loves

doth get them grace?