Sir Philip Sidney - Astrophel and Stella: Sonnet LIV (Because I breathe not love to every one,) lyrics

Because I breathe not love to every one, Nor do not use set colours for to wear, Nor nourish special locks of vowed hair, Nor give each speech a full point of a groan, The courtly nymphs, acquainted with the moan Of them who in their lips Love's standard bear, 'What, he!' say they of me, 'now I dare swear He cannot love. No, no, let him alone.'- And think so still, so Stella know my mind! Profess indeed I do not Cupid's art; But you, fair maids, at length this true shall find, That his right badge is worn but in the heart. Dumb swans, not chattering pies, do lovers prove: They love indeed who quake to say they love.