Classic Poem

CCXV

I see the change from that that was
And how thy faith hath ta'en his flight.
But I with patience let it pass
And with my pen this do I write
To show thee plain by proof of sight
I see the change.

I see the change of wearied mind
And slipper hold hath quit my hire.
Lo, how by proof in thee I find
A burning faith in changing fire.
Farewell, my part. Proof is no liar.
I see the change.

I see the change of chance in love.
Delight no longer may abide.
What should I seek further to prove?
No, no, my trust, for I have tried
The following of a false guide.
I see the change.

I see the change, as in this case,
Has made me free from mine avow;
For now another has my place
And ere I wist, I wot ne'er how,
It happened thus as ye hear now.
I see the change.

I see the change. Such is my chance
To serve in doubt and hope in vain.
But since my surety so doth glance,
Repentance now shall quit thy pain,
Never to trust the like again.
I see the change.