Hussy, woman, and bond tie tied to a woman hypocrite, a horse dealer, those pretty wrongs that liberty commits when I am some time absent from thy heart, thy beauty and thy years full well befits for still temptation follows where thou art. I me no matter then, although my foot did stand upon the farthest earth removed from thee, for nimble thought can jump both sea and land as soon as think the place where he would be. But ah, thought kills me that I am not thought to leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone, but that so much of earth and water wrought, I must attend time's leisure with my moan, receiving naught by elements so slow, but heavy tears, badges of either's woe. My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie, a closet never pierced with crystal eyes, but the defendant doth that plea deny and says in him thy fair appearance lies. You are my all the world, and I must strive to know my shames and praises from your tongue, none else to me, nor I to none alive, that my steeled sense or changes right or wrong.