THE MASK

‘ Put off that mask of burning gold

With emerald eyes.’

‘ O no, my dear, you make so bold

To find if hearts be wild and wise,

And yet not cold.’

‘ I would but find what's there to find,

Love or deceit.’

‘ It was the mask engaged your mind,

And after set your heart to beat,

Not what's behind.’

‘ But lest you are my enemy,

I must enquire.’

‘ O no, my dear, let all that be,

What matter, so there is but fire

In you, in me?’