1 Oft haue I sigh'd for him that heares me not: Who absent hath both loue and mee forgot. Oh yet I languish still through his delay. Dayes seeme as yeares, when wisht friends breake their day. 2 Had hee but lou'd as common louers vse, His faithlesse stay some kindnesse would excuse : O yet I languish still, still constant mourne For him that can breake vowes, but not returne.
Online text copyright ©, Harald Lillmeyer