Disdain me still, that I may ever love
For who his love enjoys can love, can love no more
The war once past with ease men cowards prove:
And ships return'd do rot upon the shore
And though thou frown, I’ll say thou art most fair, most fair:
And still I'll love, and still I'll love, I’ll love
Though still, though still I must despair

As heat to life, so is desire to love
And these once quench'd, both life and love are gone, are gone
Let not my sighs nor tears thy virtue move
Like baser metals do not melt too soon
Laugh at my woes although I ever mourn, ever mourn
Love surfeits, Love surfeits with rewards
His nurse, is scorn, his nurse is scorn