If I make the lashes dark br And the eyes more bright br And the lips more scarlet, br Or ask if all be right br From mirror after mirror, br No vanity's displayed: br I'm looking for the face I had br Before the world was made. br br What if I look upon a man br As though on my beloved, br And my blood be cold the while br And my heart unmoved? br Why should he think me cruel br Or that he is betrayed? br I'd have him love the thing that was br Before the world was made.