While I was monarch of your heart,
My heart from you did never range;
But from my vassal did I part,
When you your lady-love did change:
No penalty the change attends;
We can cry quits, and be good friends.
Farewell! We’ll meet again some day,
And all our fortunes we’ll relate;
Of love let’s have no more to say,
’Tis clear we’re not each other’s fate.