The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall,
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat;
The slender hairs cast shadows, though but
small,
And bees have stings, although they be not
great;
Seas have their source, and so have shallow
springs;
And love is love, in beggars and in kings


Where waters smoothest run,
there deepest are the fords,
The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move;
The firmest faith is found in fewest words,
The turtles do not sing, and yet they love;
True hearts have ears and eyes,
no tongues to speak;
They hear and see, and sigh, and then they
break


Sir Edward Dyer