Love Not Me For Comely Grace

Love not me for comely grace,

For my pleasing eye or face,

Nor for any outward part,

No, nor for a constant heart:

For these may fail or turn to ill,

So thou and I shall sever:

Keep, therefore, a true woman's eye,

And love me still but know not why—

So hast thou the same reason still

To doat upon me ever!