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-2/
