By ev'ry sweet tradition of true hearts, br Graven by Time, in love with his own lore; br By all old martyrdoms and antique smarts, br Wherein Love died to be alive the more; br Yea, by the sad impression on the shore, br Left by the drown'd Leander, to endear br That coast for ever, where the billow's roar br Moaneth for pity in the Poet's ear; br By Hero's faith, and the foreboding tear br That quench'd her brand's last twinkle in its fall; br By Sappho's leap, and the low rustling fear br That sigh'd around her flight; I swear by all, br The world shall find such pattern in my act, br As if Love's great examples still were lack'd.