Classic Poem

If thou art cold as is the winters snow,
I as the Summer hot am, most extreame:
Then lets unite thy hart which cold is so
To mine so warme, and make of both a Meane:
So th'one a helpe to th'other still shall bee:
And linckt in Concord, as two Doves shall gree.
To forme this Frame, Love shall the work-man play,
Then lets with July January mix,
Lets make betweene us an eternall May ,
An everlasting truce us twaine betwix:
Thy Winter with my Summer let us joyne:
My fire so warme, with frost so cold of thine.