I am not fair,
But you have thought me so,
And with a crown I go More rich than Beauty's wear.
I am not brave,
But fear has made me so,
And dread lest I forego The honour that you gave.
I am not wise,
But you loved wisdom so
That what I did not know I learned it in your eyes.
I am not true,
But you have trusted so
That faithfully I go, Lest I be false to you.
If Heaven I win,
I can no virtue show
But that you loved me so. Will they not let me in ?