Now thou hast loved me one whole day ;1
To-morrow, when thou leayest, what wilt thou say ;2
Wilt thou then antedate some new-made vow ?3
Or say that now4
We are not just those persons which we were ?5
Or that oaths made in reverential fear6
Of Love and his wrath, any may foreswear ?7
Or as true deaths true marriages untie,8
So lovers’ contracts, images of those,9
Bind but till sleep, Death’s image, them unloose ?10
Or your own end to justify11
For having purposed change and falsehood, you12
Can have no way but falsehood to be true ?13
Vain lunatic, against these ’scapes I could14
Dispute and conquer, if I would ;15
Which I abstain to do,16
For by to-morrow I may think so too.17