O never say that I was false of heart, <br />Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify: <br />As easy might I from myself depart <br />As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie; <br /> <br />That is my home of love; if I have ranged, <br />Like him that travels, I return again, <br />Just to the time, not with the time exchanged, <br />So that myself bring water for my stain. <br /> <br />Never believe, though in my nature reign'd <br />All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood, <br />That it could so preposterously be stain'd <br />To leave for nothing all thy sum of good: <br /> <br />For nothing this wide universe I call, <br />Save thou, my rose: in it thou art my all.<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-never-say-that-i-was-false-of-heart/
