John Dowland
Dear, if you change
Dear, if you change, I'll never choose again
Sweet, if you shrink, I'll never think of love
Fair, if you fail, I'll judge all beauty vain
Wise, if too weak, more wits I'll never prove
Dear, Sweet, Fair, Wise, change, shrink, nor be not weak:
And on my faith, my faith shall never break

Earth with her flowers shall sooner heav'n adorn
Heaven her bright stars through earth's dim globe shall move
Fire heat shall lose, and frosts of flame be born
Air, made to shine, as black as hell shall prove
Earth, Heav'n, Fire, Air, the world transform'd shall view
Ere I prove false to faith, or strange to you