My fair lady! Look how shallow thou are,
And sacrificed thy self for infinite fancies;
But when thy unfulfill’d fantasies fly too far,
Thou are doom’d in everlasting lunacies.
Thou always hope the memories rewind,
But still all the best end’d less;
And when the mercies hard to find,
Thou finally faced the test.
Oh dear, its simply too hard to see,
Thou remain to acts like this;
Who yields for free,
Yet longing for bliss.
