So If You Love Me

    So if you love me you will tolerant

    Be of the nature that is with me sent.

    I cannot be a different thing although

    For your sake， to win you， I would grow

    Wings and shed thorns，

    Be weed， or newly born，

    Anything so to please you，

    But I'm myself and cannot ease you.

    Come kindly to me then， forgiveness use，

    Do not heap on my patent-wrongs abuse，

    For your sake I'd be different but am not，

    For your sake I'd have other needs forgot，

    But I am one

    And they are of the sum

    Of me， and will not set me free

    From my desires， which still follow me.

    Oh choose， and choose me wholly， so we be

    All of imperfectness， but summary.

    Be sum， no fraction， though a fraction may

    Marvelous wonder easily convey，

    Yet it's but part

    And may not be the heart，

    The whole is all of us， if we use not

    All strata， love's geology's forgot.