Hear me out, forasmuchas it is so,
For now at length my doom I know,
Since little all my passion does avail,
Because all my history is an epic fail,
Since this I write and it seems to be,
My entire sentiment swells to bless
You, your name, & all else you wish.
Take back the fortune which you claim
And leave me a thought of the same,
-And this don't deny, you are to blame,
If you do so refuse visitation to me.