Say, Love, if ever thou didst find
A Woman whith a constant mind?
None but one. None but one.
And what should that rare mirror be?
Some goddess or some queen is she?
She she she she she she she
She, she, she and only she,
She only Queen of love and beauty.

But cuold thy fiery poisoned dart
At no time touch her spotless heart,
Nor come near? Nor come near?
She is not subject to Love's bow;
Her eye commands, her heart saith No,
No no no no no no no
No, no, no, and only no.
One No another still doth follow

How might I that fair wonder know
That mock desire with endless No?
See the moon. See the moon
What ever in one change doth grow
Yet still the same; and she is so,
So so so so so so so
So, so, so and only so.
From heaven her virtues she doth borrow.

To her then yield thy shafts and bow
Than can command affections so.
Love is free; Love is free.
So are her thoughts that vanquish thee.
There is no Queen of love but she,
She she she she she she she
She, she, she, and only she 
she only Queen of love and beauty