WERE I as base as is the lowly plain, <br />And you, my Love, as high as heaven above, <br />Yet should the thoughts of me, your humble swain, <br />Ascend to heaven in honour of my love. <br />Were I as high as heaven above the plain, <br />And you, my Love, as humble and as low <br />As are the deepest bottoms of the main, <br />Wheresoe'er you were, with you my love should go. <br />Were you the earth, dear Love, and I the skies, <br />My love should shine on you like to the Sun, <br />And look upon you with ten thousand eyes, <br />Till heaven wax'd blind, and till the world were done. <br /> Wheresoe'er I am,--below, or else above you-- <br /> Wheresoe'er you are, my heart shall truly love you.<br /><br />Joshua Sylvester<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ubique/
