[bad word] again, 
sweet love doth now invite, 
thy graces that refrain 
to do me due delight. 
To see, to hear, 
to touch, to kiss, 
to die with thee again 
in sweetest sympathy  [bad word] again, 
that I may cease to mourn 
through thy unkind disdain 
for now left and forlorn. 
I sit, I sigh, 
I weep, I faint, 
I die, in deadly pain 
and endless misery 

Gentle love, 
draw forth thy wounding dart: 
Thou canst not pierce her heart; 
For I that do approve. 
By sighs an d tears 
more hot than are 
thy shafts, did tempt while she 
for scanty tryumphs laughs