Content am I my torturer thou be: ✿ Haply shalt alms me with one lovely leer!
Happy her death who dieth for thy love! ✿ No good in her who holdeth thee undear!
And also the following couplets:—
Unto thee, As'ad! I of passion-pangs complain; ✿ Have ruth on slave of love so burnt with flaming pain:
How long, I ask, shall hands of Love disport with me, ✿ With longings, dolour, sleepliness and bale and bane?
Anon I 'plain of sea in heart, anon of fire ✿ In vitals, O strange case, dear wish, my fainest fain!
O blamer, cease thy blame, and seek thyself to fly ✿ From Love, which makes these eyne a rill of tears to rain.
How oft I cry for absence and desire, Ah grief! ✿ But all my crying naught of gain for me shall gain:
Thy rigours dealt me sickness passing power to bear, ✿ Thou art my only leach, assain me an thou deign!
O chider, chide me not in caution, for I doubt ✿ That plaguey Love to thee shall also deal a bout.