<span><span>Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard </span> Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; <span>Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, </span> <span>Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: </span> <span>Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave </span> <span>Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; </span> <span>Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, </span> <span>Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve; </span> <span>She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, </span> For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! </span> Then the part that reflect the theme that art is immortal is
Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve; <span><span>She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
</span>It implies that there is no need for grieving because She cannot fade. She will last for a long time.</span>