130 Might bear him company in [the] quest of him:
Whom whilst [I labour’d of a] love to see,
I hazarded the loss of whom I loved.
[Five summers] have I spent in furthest Greece,
Roaming clean through the bounds of Asia,
135 And, coasting homeward, came to Ephesus;
Hopeless to find, yet loath to leave unsought
Or that, or any place that harbours men.
But here must end the story of my life;
And happy were I in my timely death,