Goe, and catche a falling starre, Get with child a mandrake roote, Tell me, where all past yeares are, Or who cleft the Divels foot, Teach me to heare Mermaides singing, 5 Or to keep off envies stinging, And finde What winde Serves to advance an honest minde. If thou beest borne to strange sights, 10 Things invisible to see, Ride ten thousand daies and nights, Till age snow white haires on thee, Thou, when thou retorn'st, wilt tell mee All strange wonders that befell thee, 15 And sweare No where Lives a woman true, and faire. If thou findst one, let mee know, Such a Pilgrimage were sweet; 20 Yet doe not, I would not goe, Though at next doore wee might meet, Though shee were true, when you met her, And last, till you write your letter, Yet shee 25 Will bee False, ere I come, to two, or three. [Song. _1633-69:_ Song, A Songe, _or no title_, _A18_, _A25_, _B_, _C_, _Cy_, _D_, _H40_, _H49_, _JC_, _L74_, _Lec_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _S_, _S96_, _TCC_, _TCD_] [3 past yeares] times past _1669:_ past times _P_] [11 to see] go see _1669_, _S_, _S96:_ see _most other MSS_.] [20 sweet; _1669:_ sweet, _1633-54_] [24 last, till] last so till _O'F_, _S_, _S96_] [27 False, ... three] False, ere she come to two or three. _1669_] _Womans constancy._ Now thou hast lov'd me one whole day, To morrow when thou leav'st, what wilt thou say? Wilt thou then Antedate some new made vow? Or say that now We are not just those persons, which we were? 5 Or, that oathes made in reverentiall feare Of Love, and his wrath, any may forsweare? Or, as true deaths, true maryages untie, So lovers contracts, images of those, Binde but till sleep, deaths image, them unloose? 10 Or, your owne end to Justifie, For having purpos'd change, and falsehood; you Can have no way but falsehood to be true? Vaine lunatique, against these scapes I could Dispute, and conquer, if I would, 15 Which I abstaine to doe, For by to morrow, I may thinke so too. [Womans constancy. _1633-69_, _A18_, _L74_, _N_, _O'F_, _TCC_, _TCD:_ _no title_, _B_, _D_, _H40_, _H49_, _Lec_, _P_, _S_] [8 Or, _1633_, _1669:_ For, _1635-54_ (_ll._ 8-10 _in brackets_)] _The undertaking._ I have done one braver thing Then all the _Worthies_ did, And yet a braver thence doth spring, Which is, to keepe that hid. It were but madnes now t'impart 5 The skill of specular stone, When he which can have learn'd the art To cut it, can finde none.