Caelica, Sonnet L

CAElica, because we now in absence liue,
Which liu'd so long in free-borne loue at one,
Straight curious Rumour doth her censure giue,
That our Aspects are to another Zone.

Yet Caelica, you know I doe not change,
My heart beares witnesse that there is no cause,
Authority may bid Good-will be strange,
But True desire is subiect to no lawes:
If I haue spoken to the common sense,
It Enuy kills, and is a wise Offence.