Defaced by Autumn's ravaging hand
And torn apart by majestic tyranny
When one's eyes fail to meet
The beloved's everlasting delicacy

Let us then cry for what we once had
And anchor our cherished hopes
For those vanquished foes
Have all but taken our passion

If, (finally) my mistress, we depart must
Our tears [bad word] together
To celebrate the love we shed…