1. They brought me succor when passions burned within,
Tears for desire of them are my witness.

2. Hear my words when fever's violence is o'er;
From my heart and eyes they're not dismissed.

3. O my eyes, after them where's caution now?
O my heart, where is your fortitude?

4. What they promised of estrangement they did;
Would that what they promised they'd conclude!

5. In my soul is a trembling like a bough
Of ply-wood made shaky by the pooling rain.

6. My master in love's creed is one its slave,
And if he's pleased with me then I'm its lord.