Since my words, though ne'er so tender, <br />With sincerest truth express'd, <br />Cannot make your heart surrender, <br />Nor so much as warm your breast; <br /> <br />What will move the springs of Nature <br />What will make you think me true? <br />Tell me, thou mysterious creature, <br />Tell poor Strephon what will do. <br /> <br />Do not, Charmion, rack your lover <br />Thus, by seeming not to know <br />What so plainly all discover, <br />What his eyes so plainly show. <br /> <br />Fair one, 'tis yourself deceiving, <br />'Tis against your reason's laws; <br />Atheist-like (th' effect perceiving) <br />Still to disbelieve the cause.<br /><br />Matthew Prior<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/songs-set-to-music-12-set-by-mr-smith/
