Comparison of Love to a Stream falling from the Alps

FROM these high hills as when a spring doth fall,

It trilleth down with still and subtle course,

Of this and that it gathers aye and shall,

Till it have just down flowed to stream, and force,

Then at the foot it rageth over all:

So fareth love, when he hath ta’en a source,

Rage is his reign, resistance ’vaileth none,

The first eschew is remedy alone.