Come 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

Come 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 and tears more hot than are thy shafts

Did tempt while she for triumph laughs