Classic Poem

Once did my thoughts both ebb and flow,
As passion did them move;
Once did I hope, straight fear again,--
And then I was in love.

Once did I waking spend the night,
And tell how minutes move.
Once did I wishing waste the day,--
And then I was in love.

Once, by my carving true love's knot,
The weeping trees did prove
That wounds and tears were both our lot,--
And then I was in love.

Once did I breathe another's breath
And in my mistress move,
Once was I not mine own at all,--
And then I was in love.

Once wore I bracelets made of hair,
And collars did approve,
Once wore my clothes made out of wax,--
And then I was in love.

Once did I sonnet to my saint,
My soul in numbers move,
Once did I tell a thousand lies,--
And then I was in love.

Once in my ear did dangling hang
A little turtle-dove,
Once, in a word, I was a fool,--
And then I was in love.