Sir Walter Raleigh?

As You Came from the Holy Land 1 As you came from the holy land 2 Of Walsingham, 3 Met you not with my true love 4 By the way as you came? 5 â€Å"How shall I know your true love, 6 That have met many one, 7 I went to the holy land, 8 That have come, that have gone? † 9 She is neither white, nor brown, 10 But as the heavens fair; 11 There is none hath a form so divine 12 In the earth, or the air. 13 â€Å"Such a one did I meet, good sir, 14 Such an angelic face, 15 Who like a queen, like a nymph, did appear 6 By her gait, by her grace. † 17 She hath left me here all alone, 18 All alone, as unknown, 19 Who sometimes did me lead with herself, 20 And me loved as her own. 21 â€Å"What's the cause that she leaves you alone, 22 And a new way doth take, 23 Who loved you once as her own, 24 And her joy did you make? † 25 I have lov'd her all my youth; 26 But now old, as you see, 27 Love likes not the falling fruit 28 From the withered tree. 29 Know that Love is a carele ss child, 0 And forgets promise past; 31 He is blind, he is deaf when he list, 32 And in faith never fast. 33 His desire is a dureless content, 34 And a trustless joy: 35 He is won with a world of despair, 36 And is lost with a toy. 37 Of womenkind such indeed is the love, 38 Or the word love abus'd, 39 Under which many childish desires 40 And conceits are excus'd. 41 But true love is a durable fire, 42 In the mind ever burning, 43 Never sick, never old, never dead, 44 From itself never turning.