1   Never love unless you can   Bear with all the faults of a man!      Men sometimes will jealous be,      Though but little cause they see,   And hang the head as discontent,   And speak what straight they will repent. 2   Men that but one saint adore,   Make a show of love to more;      Beauty must be scorned in one:   For what is courtship but disguise?   True hearts may have dissembling eyes. 3   Men, when their affairs require,   Must awhile themselves retire;      Sometimes hunt, and sometimes hawk,      And not ever sit and talk—   If these and such—like you can bear,   Then like, and love, and never fear!