A gentleman[148] did her embrace,
And mildly unto her did say,
"Dear melting soul, be not so sad,
But let your passions be allayed."
Her answer was, "My heart is burst,
My span of life is near an end;
My love from me by death is forced,
My grief no soul can comprehend."
Then her poor heart did soon wax faint,
When she had ended her complaint.