V
Of the conspiracy of his lady's eyes and his own to engender love
Thine eye the glass where I behold my heart,
Mine eye the window through the which thine eye
May see my heart, and there thyself espy
In bloody colours how thou painted art.
Thine eye the pile is of a murdering dart;
Mine eye the sight thou tak'st thy level by
To hit my heart, and never shoot'st awry.
Mine eye thus helps thine eye to work my smart.
Thine eye a fire is both in heat and light;
Mine eye of tears a river doth become.
O that the water of mine eye had might
To quench the flames that from thine eye doth come,
Or that the fires kindled by thine eye,
The flowing streams of mine eyes could make dry.
VI
Love's seven deadly sins
Mine eye with all the deadly sins is fraught.
First proud, sith it presumed to look so high.
A watchman being made, stood gazing by,
And idle, took no heed till I was caught.
And envious, bears envy that by thought
Should in his absence be to her so nigh.
To kill my heart, mine eye let in her eye;
And so consent gave to a murder wrought.
And covetous, it never would remove
From her fair hair, gold so doth please his sight.
Unchaste, a baud between my heart and love.
A glutton eye, with tears drunk every night.
These sins procurèd have a goddess' ire,
Wherefore my heart is damned in love's sweet fire.
VII
Of the slander envy gives him for so highly praising his mistress