Classic Poem

With my hart my loue was nesled
 into the sonne of happynesse;
ffrom my loue my liffe was rested
 into a world of heauinesse;
O lett my loue my liffe remaine,
since I loue not where I wold.

Darksome distance doth devyde vs,
 ffarr ffrom thee I must remaine;
dismall planetts still doth guide vs,
 ffearing wee shold meete againe;
but ffroward ffortune once remoued,
then will I liue where I wold.

Iff I send them, doe not suspect mee;
 but if I come, then am I seene;
O let thy wisdome soe direct mee
  tha t I may blind Argus eyen!
for my true hart shall neu er remou[e,]
tho I liue not where I loue.

Sweete! what greeffe haue I sustained
 in the accomplishing my desires!
my affections are not ffained,
 tho my wish be nere the nere.
if wishes wold substantiall proue,
then wold I liue where I loue.

True conceit be still my feeding,
 & the ffood being soe conceipted,
whilest my hart for thee lyes bleeding,
 sunne & heauens to be intreated;
p er haps my orisons then may moue,
tha t I may liue where I loue.

Loue & ffaction still agreeing,
 by the consent of heauens electyon,
where wee both may haue our being,
 vnderneath the heauens p ro tectyon,
& smiling att our sorrowes past,
wee shall enioye our wishe att Last