1. The ages gaze with eager eyes,
And love to man is sore disguise;

2. The sea of passion hath no shore,
And he who embarks returns no more.

3. In seeing me resemble none,
Like Dibil they are forms alone.

4. My hope's the crown - it still may shine
On me, if but in verse divine.

5. Not all are raised by wealth and state
To my proud height; with me the great