Change Upon Change

    Five montream did flow,

    the sedge,

    And o and fro,

    rack this snow,

    Along tream, beside the hedge.

    A, be free to love and go!

    For if I do not ,

    te,

    to t:

    And whese be changed since May,

    S they.

    And sloer snow

    tears ed to mine eyes;

    And my poor chs ago

    Set blus thy praises so,

    Put paleness on for a disguise.

    A, be free to praise and go!

    For if my face is turned too pale,

    It  first did fail, --

    It hy love proved false and frail, --

    And whese be changed enow,

    Shou.