She loved and hated; hate to Love did turn.

She smiled and wept; her weeping Smiling brought.

She hoped and feared; her Hopes in fear did mourn.

She read, loved, smiled, and hoped; but 'twas in vain:

Her tears, still dread; and pity, hate did gain.

She could have loved him, such true verses making;

She might have loved him, and yet love beguiling.

She would have kissed him, but feared his awaking;

She might have kissed him, and sleep sweetly smiling.

She thus afeared, did fear what she most wished.