Song: Go and Catch a Falling Star

10If thou be'st born to strange sights,

11Things invisible to see,

12Ride ten thousand days and nights,

13Till age snow white hairs on thee;

14Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me

15All strange wonders that befell thee,

16And swear

17No where

18Lives a woman true, and fair.

19If thou find'st one, let me know,

20Such a pilgrimage were sweet;

21Yet do not, I would not go,

22Though at next door we might meet:

23Though she were true, when you met her,

24And last, till you write your letter,

25Yet she

26Will be

27False, ere I come, to two or three.