Love
Though my carriage be but careless
From Lyrics from the Song-Books of the Elizabethan Age, ed. A. H. Bullen (London: Nimmo, 1891)
Though my carriage be but careless,
Though my looks be of the sternest,
Yet my passions are compareless;
When I love, I love in earnest.
No; my wits are not so wild,
But a gentle soul may yoke me;
Nor my heart so hard compiled,
But it melts, if love provoke me.
Codex Note
From Thomas Weelkes' Airs or Fantastic Spirits, 1608.
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