That Time Hath No Power to End or Diminish His Love

Time wasteth years, and months, and days, and hours;
Time doth consume fame, riches, wit, and strength;
Time kills the greenest herbs, and sweetest flowers;
Time wears out youth, and beauty's pride at length;
Time maketh every tree to die and rot;
Time turneth oft our pleasures into pain;
Time causeth wars and wrongs to be forgot;
Time clears the sky that first hung full of rain;
Time brings to nought the mightiest prince's state;
Time brings a flood from new resolved snow;
Time calms the sea, where tempests roared late;
Time eats whatsoe'er the moon doth see below:

Yet shall no time upon my heart prevail,
Nor any time shall make my love to fail.