Classic Poem

Chloris farewell, I now must go
For if with thee I here do stay
Thine eyes prevaile upon me so,
I shall grow blind and lose my way.

Fame of thy Beauty and thy Youth,
Among the rest me hither brought,
Finding this fame fall short of truth,
Made me stay longer than I thought.

For I'm engag'd by word and oath
A servant to another's will;
Yet for thy love would forfeit both,
Could I be sure to keepe it still.

But what assurance can I take,
When thou fore-knowing this abuse,
For some more worthy Lover's sake,
May'st leave me with so just excuse.

For thou may'st say 'twas not thy fault
That thou didst thus unconstant prove;
Thou wert by my example taught
To breake thy oath, to mend thy love.

No Chloris, no, I will returne
And raise thy story to that height,
That strangers shall at distance burne,
And she distrust me Reprobate.