Classic Poem

And can I seeme, much lesse then can I be
Grateful, if I should thee , or thine forget,
Whose Head , and Members bind me so to thee
That thou maist giue or take me as thy debt?
Thy discreete head's a Bond that bindes my head,
My hart, my hand, and what besides is mine
To him for thee , to thee for him , in Deede ;
So being bound in Deede in deede am thine .
The Members of thy body (not of stone
Squar'd by the cunning of a mortal hand ,
But living, loving, made by Loue alone)
Haue by their loue, in ever-lasting Band
So tide me to them that as they doe moue,
So moue I, forc'd by force of mutuall loue.