Hot sun, cool fire, tempered with sweet air,
Black shade, fair nurse, shadow my white hair:
Shine, sun; burn, fire; breathe, air, and ease me;
Black shade, fair nurse, shroud me, and please me:
Shadow, my sweet nurse, keep me from burning,
Make not my glad cause, cause of my mourning.
  Let not my beauty's fire
  Enflame unstaid desire,
  Nor pierce any bright eye
  That wand'reth lightly.