1. People's stumbles come from people, it is said
So how much between us has been said and told

2. Your rejection of me is strange after
What union with you I have uphold

3. My master, you granted it a slip
That escaped me, how could I withhold?

4. By Him who spared you from passion
My patience had no place to hold

5. Do not reproach me for a crime exposed
My apology for it is false and bold

6. In my regard is obvious shyness
When I meet you and my words lose hold

7. So pardon me if I have babbled, for
Without your forgiveness, what can be told?

8. I am your slave, except I have no
Way to avert what has been foretold

9. Punish all my limbs, leave my heart be
For in it is no power to withhold