‘ Put off that mask of burning gold
With emerald eyes.’
‘ O no, my dear, you make so bold
To find if hearts be wild and wise,
And yet not cold.’
‘ I would but find what's there to find,
Love or deceit.’
‘ It was the mask engaged your mind,
And after set your heart to beat,
Not what's behind.’
‘ But lest you are my enemy,
I must enquire.’
‘ O no, my dear, let all that be,
What matter, so there is but fire
In you, in me?’