Go and catch a falling star, <br />Get with child a mandrake root, <br />Tell me where all past years are, <br />Or who cleft the Devil's foot, <br />Teach me to hear mermaids singing, <br />Or to keep off envy's stinging, <br />And find <br />What wind <br />Serves to advance an honest mind. <br /> <br />If thou be'st born to strange sights, <br />Things invisible to see, <br />Ride ten thousand days and nights, <br />Till age snow white hairs on thee; <br />Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me <br />All strange wonders that befell thee, <br />And swear <br />No where <br />Lives a woman true, and fair. <br /> <br />If thou find'st one, let me know, <br />Such a pilgrimage were sweet; <br />Yet do not, I would not go, <br />Though at next door we might meet: <br />Though she were true, when you met her, <br />And last, till you write your letter, <br />Yet she <br />Will be <br />False, ere I come, to two or three.<br /><br />John Donne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-go-and-catch-a-falling-star/
