The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
The fly her spleen the, little spark his heat;
The slender hairs, cast shadows through but small,
And bees have stings, although they be not great;
Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;
And love is love, in beggars and in kings;
Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;
And love is love, in beggars and in kings.
Where waters smoothest run, deepest are the fords,
The dial stirs yet, none perceives it move;
The firmest faith is in the fewest words,
The turtles can, not sing and yet they love;
True hearts have eyes, and ears, no tongues to speak;
They hear, and see, and sign, and then they break;
True hearts have eyes, and ears, no tongues to speak;
They hear, and see, and sign, and then they break
