If I happen to fall in love
Will it come down from above?
Will Cupid seeing me down below
Fire an arrow from his bow?
Am I so bent to Cupids will
To be unloved then until
His caprice sets things free
That should in truth be set by me?
Am I the master of my heart?
I keep it\'s fires burning bright
And I want not the gods to start
The work that purposes my might
Reward me fate, or damn me yet
I will take what I beget.