Praise Blindness Eyes

Praise blindness eyes, for seeing is deceit
Be dumb, vain tongue, words are
Words are but flattering winds
Break heart and bleed for there is no receipt
To purge inconstancy
Inconstancy from most men's minds

Praise blindness eyes, for seeing is deceit
Be dumb, vain tongue, words are but flattering winds

Praise blindness eyes, for seeing is deceit
Be dumb, vain tongue, words are but flattering winds

Now none is bald
None is bald, except they see his brains
Affection is not known
Is not known until one be dead
Rewards for love
For love are labours for his pains
Love's quiver made of gold
Quiver made of gold, his shafts of lead

Praise blindness eyes, for seeing is deceit
Be dumb, vain tongue, words are but flattering winds

Praise blindness eyes, for seeing is deceit
Be dumb, vain tongue, words are but flattering winds

And if thine ears, false heralds to thy heart
Convey into thy head
Into thy head hopes to obtain
Then tell thy hearing though art deaf by art
Now love is art that
Is art that wanted to be plain