The first time that the sun rose on thine oath br To love me, I looked forward to the moon br To slacken all those bonds which seemed too soon br And quickly tied to make a lasting troth. br Quick-loving hearts, I thought, may quickly loathe; br And, looking on myself, I seemed not one br For such man's love!--more like an out-of-tune br Worn viol, a good singer would be wroth br To spoil his song with, and which, snatched in haste, br Is laid down at the first ill-sounding note. br I did not wrong myself so, but I placed br A wrong on thee. For perfect strains may float br 'Neath master-hands, from instruments defaced,-- br And great souls, at one stroke, may do and doat.