Judge not my love by what I blithely say
When in the company of many men.
For I would have them think that we but play
And my most trusted ally is my pen.
Judge not my love by where my feet do go
When I’m encircled by a boist’rous crowd.
For I would have them think that I am so
Oblivious to you, you would be proud.
Judge not my love by my indifferent look
When you do flirt for ladies’ merriment.
You know, too well, that you have but to look
At me that charming way and I’ll relent.
I pray you, judge my love by what I do
When no one else is watching me with you.
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