1. O blamer, shorten your excess blame
Of a noble one whose vigor is worn down

2. A lover whose passion is lit each hour
Molded by desire’s obedience

3. Do not condemn him, make excuses for him
And seek refuge from his tattered veil

4. For passion leaves the mighty as prey
To the state of the despised and weak

5. For two months I have been in love, and if
It touched you, you'd see nothing could equal it

6. By my life, passion is most gentle
In how it ensnares, rejects, and abandons