I find no peace and bear no arms for war,
I fear, I hope; I burn yet shake with chill;
I fly the Heavens, huddle to earth's floor,
Embrace the world, yet all I grasp is nil.
Love opens not nor shuts my prison's door
Nor claims me his nor leaves me to my will;
He slays me not yet holds me evermore,
Would have me lifeless yet bound to my ill.
Eyeless I see and tongueless I protest.
And long to perish while I succor seek'
Myself I hate and would another woo.
I feed on grief, I laugh with sob-racked breast
And d**h and life alike to me are bleak;
My lady, thus I am because of you.