Foolish love is only folly; <br />Wanton love is too unholy; <br />Greedy love is covetous; <br />Idle love is frivolous; <br />But the gracious love is it <br />That doth prove the work of it. <br /> <br />Beauty but deceives the eye; <br />Flattery leads the ear awry; <br />Wealth doth but enchant the wit; <br />Want, the overthrow of it; <br />While in Wisdom's worthy grace, <br />Virtue sees the sweetest face. <br /> <br />There hath Love found out his life, <br />Peace without all thought of strife; <br />Kindness in Discretion's care; <br />Truth, that clearly doth declare <br />Faith doth in true fancy prove, <br />Lust the excrements of Love. <br /> <br />Then in faith may fancy see <br />How my love may constru'd be; <br />How it grows and what it seeks; <br />How it lives and what it likes; <br />So in highest grace regard it, <br />Or in lowest scorn discard it.<br /><br />Nicholas Breton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-1835/
