Sweetest love, I do not goe
For wearinesse of thee
Nor in hope the world can show
A fitter Love for mee

Sweetest love
O sweetest love

O how feeble is mans power
That if good fortune fall
Cannot adde another houre
Nor a lost houre recall
Nor a lost lost houre recall

When thou sigh'st, thou sigh'st not winde
But sigh'st my soule away
When thou weep'st
My lifes blood doth decay

Let not thy divining heart
Forethinke me any ill
Destiny must take thy part
And may thy feares fulfill
And may thy feares fulfill

If thou lov'st mee, as thou say'st
If in thine my life thou waste
Thou art the best of mee