Classic Poem

Do thou relent,
Her heart will break
She, for Love's sake,
To thee was sent.

She hath no tie,
Nor outward chain,
That might constrain,
Or keep thee nigh.

Only she may,
Through weeping eyes,
See whither lies
Thy changeful way.

Those unsaid vows,
And all thy love,
The pillars prove
Of that fair house.

Nay, then, relent,
Her heart will break;
She, for Love's sake,
To thee was sent.