Analysis of There Is a Lady Sweet and Kind

There is a lady sweet and kind,
   Was never face so pleas'd my mind;
   I did but see her passing by,
   And yet I love her till I die.

Her gesture, motion, and her smiles,
   Her wit, her voice, my heart beguiles,
   Beguiles my heart, I know not why,
   And yet I love her till I die.

Her free behaviour, winning looks,
  Will make a lawyer burn his books;
  I touch'd her not, alas! not I,
  And yet I love her till I die.

Had I her fast betwixt mine arms,
  Judge you that think such sports were harms,
  Were't any harm? no, no, fie, fie,
  For I will love her till I die.

Should I remain confined there
  So long as Ph{oe}bus in his sphere,
  I to request, she to deny,
  Yet would I love her till I die.

Cupid is winged and doth range,
  Her country so my love doth change:
  But change she earth, or change she sky,
  Yet will I love her till I die.